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Pierotti’s Point: Isabella

Written by Cathy Pierotti, The Eagle Senior Columnist

You came into my life eight years ago. You were the first little girl who inspired me to be something better than I already was. I remember when you first opened your eyes, and I knew then that you were already my best friend. When I held you, and felt you in my arms for the first time, I felt like I held the world in my hands.

I find you amazing, and you’re the definition of ‘perfect’ in my eyes. I never paid attention to the health problems, appearance, or anything other people looked upon. You are so special to me, and I don’t think I will ever be able to explain it. You’re not like every other kid, but that’s the best thing about you. I think that you influence people to be and do different things. You’re such a good and nice little kid, but some people don’t see it.

I never cared if people didn’t see it, but that was because I knew you. You didn’t have to prove anything to me, and you still don’t. I never knew I could love and cherish someone so much like I do with you. I know, as a columnist, we are supposed to limit with religion, but you are god’s greatest gift to me. I think that’s why it hurts so much. Seeing you sick, and hearing all of these things I never expected to hear. I feel like I’m not being here for you, because right now I don’t know how to be. I am trying so hard to be strong for everybody right now, and I can’t even comprehend on what I am feeling.

I’m the one who deserves all of the problems you have; not you. If I could take every single problem you have I would. You are so happy all the time, and it feels like a punishment to see you hurting every single day. I have been confident all this time, and now it’s all falling apart. You’re so young, and I just don’t understand. Why? Why after all this time does this happen to you? Everyone loves you, and I feel like all I can do is sit by and watch. All of these things falling on you, us, for the past week is unbelievable. Surgery and an irregular heart beat? Where has all of this been? Why didn’t they catch these years ago when you were just a baby?

I don’t know how to be strong for you right now. This is so hard to even think about let alone talk about. I have never been the “close to God” type, but every single night for the past few months I have been praying every five minutes for you. Just so you can have a normal childhood without doctor appointments, occupational therapy, and physical therapy. Why is this happening to someone like you?! Why? I just don’t understand. Why isn’t it me, why does it have to be you?

You are everything I could hope for, but this past week has torn me apart. It kills me because you are finally starting to figure out what is happening. It’s scary, seeing you this way. I never expected to see you in a situation like this, but all I can think about is you, because you’re my little sister; my Bella.

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  1. Granny Hawkins Says:

    This article touched my heart.

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  2. Carolyn Pierotti Says:

    Everytime I read this I am so incredibly proud of you. You are an amazing person.

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