Everything happens For a Reason

I have been thinking about my side of the family and everything that has happened since March. My family has dealt with every emotion from the loss of my uncle R to pancreatic cancer and being angry for my niece's addiction. And everything in between. I think things happened the way they did for a reason. That theory didn't make sense at the time but I believe it now to be true.  In March when I learned about R's cancer I was also told of my Aunt J and B passing away. Not only did I have to deal with the potential loss of my uncle, I was grieving for my Aunts. My Uncle died a few days after I found out about the pancreatic cancer, it had metastasized to his liver. Even though my Aunts have been gone for awhile and a long time before R, I had to grieve for the loss of all 3 at the same time.

In April things got really bad. I was diagnosed with Type 2 diabetes and my eldest brother ended up in the hospital with pneumonia and an unidentified infection that could of potentially became lethal.  He had multiple issues that needed resolved but if the infection turned septic, the other issues would not matter. He could of died from any of these issues. My brother's sickness went on until July. He was hospitalized a few times and 15+ times through the ER. He was supposed to have a sleep study before his operation, which would of put his operation and his daughters Csection around the same time. But ended up having emergency surgery in July. By time he was almost fully recuperated, Levi was born. I think his surgery happening when it did was a blessing.

On the day Levi was born we learned about my niece's addiction to BTH. Had my brother been struggling with his own medical issues still he would not of been able to help his other daughter and support his ex-wife while she helped my niece detox. Again everything happened when it did for a reason.

My brother became the strength of the family again after months of sickness. Both of my nieces needed his strength this month. His former wife needed his strength. My eldest niece is recuperating from her Csection and my other niece will be recuperating from a heroin addiction the rest of her life. I honestly don't think it's over. One small slipup can get her spiralling out of control again. It will break my heart if she starts using again.

This is my niece (addict)  holding Levi. To protect her privacy I cropped her face out of the picture.