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On a busy Friday, women coming in and out, she slips into the exam room.
"Bon jou. Write your name here for me please."
She shakes her head no.
"Can you write your name?"
Quietly she says, "M pa ka ekri."
She cannot write.
"Okay. What is your name honey?"
She replies so quietly that it cannot even be heard. I look to Paige who is standing nearby. "What'd she say?" Paige questioningly repeats her name.
She nods. We've guessed correctly.
"Ki laj ou cheri?"
"sèzan"
Sixteen
"Eske'w ansent?"
Barely audible, eyes to the ground, "wi"
We say, "Please come back; our class meets on Thursdays".
Before she leaves she tells Paige, "There were a lot of people coming in and out of my house. He came there and he forced me."
She arrived again early this week for her full intake appointment.
Her chart is filled out.
Things are noted.
90 pounds.
very short in stature.
emotionally flat.
states forced twice by same 22 year old man. no longer sees him in her neighborhood.
states maybe sister can care for baby.
states sister is 17. ultra sound says baby is due december 24.
What is not stated is what screams inside our hearts, reverberates off the walls.
She is 16.
She doesn't seem 16.
She seems like a little girl.
I think of my daughter Hope. This girl is a frail version of Hope. Not much taller. Not much heavier. Probably going to give birth on or around Hope's eleventh birthday. She may as well be eleven.
Does love heal?
Maybe we'll find out.
"Bon jou. Write your name here for me please."
She shakes her head no.
"Can you write your name?"
Quietly she says, "M pa ka ekri."
She cannot write.
"Okay. What is your name honey?"
She replies so quietly that it cannot even be heard. I look to Paige who is standing nearby. "What'd she say?" Paige questioningly repeats her name.
She nods. We've guessed correctly.
"Ki laj ou cheri?"
"sèzan"
Sixteen
"Eske'w ansent?"
Barely audible, eyes to the ground, "wi"
We say, "Please come back; our class meets on Thursdays".
Before she leaves she tells Paige, "There were a lot of people coming in and out of my house. He came there and he forced me."
Her chart is filled out.
Things are noted.
90 pounds.
very short in stature.
emotionally flat.
states forced twice by same 22 year old man. no longer sees him in her neighborhood.
states maybe sister can care for baby.
states sister is 17. ultra sound says baby is due december 24.
What is not stated is what screams inside our hearts, reverberates off the walls.
She is 16.
She doesn't seem 16.
She seems like a little girl.
I think of my daughter Hope. This girl is a frail version of Hope. Not much taller. Not much heavier. Probably going to give birth on or around Hope's eleventh birthday. She may as well be eleven.
Does love heal?
Maybe we'll find out.
11 comments:
Praying for this sweet child and her unborn child. xoxoxo
Beautiful post, Tara. Thank you.
no words.
and my heart screamed...she came!...she came!!!...whatever possessed her...whatever obsessed her....whatever whispered in her ear....she came!...she came to you!!!...i think it was love..i think it was hope.....the unquantifiable bravery for her to put one foot in front of the other.....she came!!
keri
Father, love this girl well thru our friends and family. Protect her from further crimes and abuse. Call her to Yourself. Glorify Your name in and thru this mess. Amen. - Bradley J
My heart just aches hearing this story. Praying that God uses the women of Heartline to restore her spirit and soul so that she can be a wonderful mother to that precious baby.
So sad for her.
I pray she does finding healing in love...yours and God's through you.
Dear Jesus. Be near.
I'm so heartbroken for this girl I'm in tears. It's not very often that something that takes me less than a minute to read makes me cry. I sure hope love can heal.
As I sit here reading this, 37 weeks pregnant with my first baby... I cannot imagine the hurt and the pain this sweet young girl, who is now carrying a precious baby, has endured. My heart goes out to her, I pray she is covered in love, protected and filled with peace.
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