#supportmira

Well here I am.  It has taken me a while but I feel like I need to vent; to get things off my chest; to talk.  Sit down, have a cuppa coffee and listen, won't you?

The other day, I had spent the day in Omaha with Kathy, Jackie & Linda.  Jackie had a doctor's appointment and then we spent the day in the Old Market, browsing some shops, testing cupcakes, buying candy (and other things).  We laughed so much and had a memorable time.  When I got back to Linda's house, before heading home, I glanced at my mobile Facebook.  I saw a post from one of my friends that made me worry. 

Wanda:  "There are no words to describe the sick feeling in my stomach that I need to ask for prayers for a wonderful little 5 year old whose family is special to mine. Please pray for her and for her family. I can't begin to imagine how they are feeling right now. — feeling sad." 

 And I keep scrolling to find this...that instantaneously ripped my heart out.  I could literally feel pain in my gut as I read it.

Michelle:  "My heart is breaking as I wait for my Mira to come back to me....and it overflows with all of the love and prayers being sent our way!!! Thank you everyone from the bottom of my heart!!"

Oh my God, something is terribly wrong.  What happened to that sweet, beautiful little girl?  Of course, at a time like that you start to think of anything and everything.  "Did I miss a post about her being sick?  I hope there wasn't an accident."  I think people tend to think the worst in any situation.  Well, I do anyway.  And judging by how I felt at this news...that I didn't really even know what it was yet...I couldn't imagine how her poor mommy and daddy were feeling.  

I couldn't get to my car fast enough.  I got right on the phone to Kathy and was almost in tears telling her what I had read.  I begged her to ask anyone she could find.  Find out what was going on and call me back.  And that's when the car ride got longer and longer.

Then, for some silly reason, I felt guilty for being out having fun while this was going on.  Of course, it was going on all over the world but not with someone I knew!  I think that's human nature though, don't you?  The guilty thing?

I will admit right now that I do not know this little girl, Mira Beth.  I do happen to know her parents and her grandparents though.  I happen to know several family members of hers.  I have seen dozens upon dozens of pictures of little Mira...and her big sister Mikayla...as they have grown up over the past several years, via Facebook.  I am not very good with names and faces but I am about 99% sure I would know that sweet face if I met up with it.  She's one of a kind but at the same time, looks just like her mother.

Something was wrong with Mira and it was tugging at my heartstrings as if she was one of my own.  Something big was going on with this little princess and I was instantly praying.  Praying for her health; her recovery; her parents; her sister; her grandparents; her doctors.  If there was something to pray about, I was doing it.

I had a hard time sleeping that night.  My body isn't real sure when it's supposed to sleep anymore, thanks to some dolt that can't work a schedule.  So again, I did a lot of reading on Facebook; I did a lot of praying; and I shed several tears.  I can not explain this sense of urgency in my heart for this family.  They are quite an amazing family too.  

Mommy and daddy that look just like they did in high school (lucky).  Their sense of humor is over the top funny on any day that ends in "y."  Mitch will poke fun at Michelle on Facebook and she comes right back at him fast and fierce.  They could be a sitcom!  They live for their kids and it shows in everything they do.  I do have to say that when I think of that "perfect" or "ideal" family, they are right there in the lead.  

So it seems Mira had a mass at the base of her skull that was pressing on her spinal cord.  That is what I was told.  And that's pretty much all I know outside of the fact that she was life-flighted to the University of Iowa Hospital for emergency surgery that took several hours.  I also know that she wiggled her toes afterward.  HUGE plus right there.  This happened on Tuesday and here it is Saturday and she still isn't awake. Although I'm pretty sure that's how they need it to be. 

She is hooked up to an IV and a ventilator and although I know in my heart that she is going to be okay, it is very startling to see her just laying there like that.  Again, I can't imagine what her family is going through.  I really am not trying to make this about me.  I am just an outsider looking in.  Looking in and observing.  Observing and praying.  Constantly praying.

A picture was posted of little Mira with an Iowa Hawkeyes blanket over her which I thought was absolutely adorable considering this family is die-hard Nebraska fans.  Hey, not everyone is perfect, right???  Hahaha juuuuust kidding (or am I?).

So that is that.  That is all I know.  I went out and got some things for the family.  Nothing huge.  Nothing worth a million dollars.  Nothing that is going to change anything.  But with each item that I sent to them, I also packed a million prayers with it.  I can't get this little girl out of my head.  Can't get the whole family out of my head.  And it is killing me that I can't do something more.  

It's just one of those situations where nothing is more important than your prayer.

You don't have to know someone to like them.
You don't have to know someone to care about them.
You don't have to know someone to love them.
And you don't have to know someone to pray for them.

Please take a moment right now and say a little prayer for Mira and her family; and her doctors and nurses.  That's all it takes is a moment and a little prayer.

Until next time...thanks for reading.  And praying.  Definitely thanks for praying!  I will be over here.  On my side of the "coffee" table, reading updates and saying my prayers.