Photography And Half-Thoughts By Mitchell Hegman

...because some of it is pretty and some of it is not.

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

A Little Girl

I once read an online article about a little girl who was very afraid.  I suppose most people would not find anything unusual about a little girl being afraid, but this little girl was only ten and dying from an aggressive form of cancer.   This filled her mind with fear. 
She had one last wish.
As we get older, some of us might develop alarmingly elaborate last wishes—dancehall nights and gambling with stacks of pure gold bricks, maybe a month-long trek to the Arctic.  The little girl, though, expressed a most simple wish.
She just wanted to see her daddy.
Her daddy was serving the last year of a five-year prison sentence for drug charges.  She did not understand the drug charges and did not care about them.  The little girl wanted to see her daddy.  This was her only wish.
We are a nation of laws.  These laws generally serve us well but move slowly.  Some of these laws stood as a wall between the little girl and her daddy.   Finally, one day, the laws moved and allowed the little girl’s daddy to leave the prison so he could spend twenty minutes with the girl.  By that time, however, the little girl had slipped into a coma.  She perished soon after and never did see her daddy.
--Mitchell Hegman

 

1 comment:

  1. She may not have seen her daddy but he was always with her. And maybe that is good enough.

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