My family - minus two

by Cathrine Stewart December. 11, 2008 6027 views

This is a picture of my mother and us kids- minus 2 boys. There are 8 children; 4 boys and 4 girls. Twelve years from the first to the last- 1960-1972. I was born in 1966, that places me smack in the middle of all those years.

Interestingly, I ended up the middle child too, because my mother's second child, Ron, was placed in a hospital when he was 7 years old (I was 2).

When Ronnie was born the doctors took him by force instead of allowing my mother to have him by C-section as advised by her regular doctor. Consequently, they ruined his brain. He never learned to walk at all or talk beyond a toddler's ability.

My mother had three more children all the while she carried him on her hip and changed his diapers until he turned 7. At this point, he went through a series of tests by some specialists from Pittsburgh, PA. The doctors told my mother he was sick due to damage caused at birth, and to go back to the doctor for his records. Conveniently, they did not have any records of his birth. Yet, this was same doctor that had delivered Ron, and had been his pediatrician his whole life. Being poor and uneducated my mother was without recourse.

My mother was a brave and courageous lady. She only gave him to the doctors, because they told her he would return home. He never did, and my mother was heart broken about it for the rest of her life.

Today, he lives in a residential facility and sits in a chair all day. He stopped responding to everyone after he was hospitalized, except my mother and grandmother when they visited. Since the two of them passed, he doesn't respond to anyone. He can no longer speak, because of all of the seizures he has had. And he is legally blind. Someday he will be buried between the two of them; his plot and stone have already been bought and paid for. I think my mother would have been overjoyed to know this. But unfortunately, we purchased all of the plots and stones ( plots for her, my grandmother, and Ron) with some of the money we received after her death. When we all get to heaven we will be together again. What a day that will be!

Life hands out no favors or guarantees at birth. We must struggle to shape our lives the best we can. Rather than sit back and be shaped by our circumstances. Even the rich must struggle to find their place in life; money only buys so many free passes.

Live your life to the fullest, because you are only given one chance. Give it away generously and respect it.

~ C

I am on the left in white shorts- I was 13 or 14. We had been swimming all day, so my hair was put in a ponytail (because of my curls) in order to get control of it. My 2 oldest brothers are missing- Rick and Ron.

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Leocheung 11 years, 10 months ago

A picture with a touching story. Truly the greatest love of all.

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Jill Ooms 11 years, 10 months ago

What a wonderful photo and such a sad story.....but you are right when you say live your life to the fullest. These days I have to and that is why I have a blog called "One day at a time". Photography also tells the story of our lives...that is why it is so important to take as many photos as we can.
Excellent post. :)

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Malakh Dulac 11 years, 10 months ago

excelente gracias por compartir

11 years, 10 months ago Edited
Sendao 11 years, 10 months ago

beautiful picture,you sould keep it in a same place,cause you won`t going to be 13 any more,thanks for sharing!...

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