Hope in the Mourning

A Letter for Other Grieving Kids Rose Short, age 14 Dear Reader, I remember when my younger brother got diagnosed with cancer. I was scared  and worried. I asked myself,” Why did God let this happen?”. I didn’t understand, because he didn’t do anything to deserve this. I wondered, “Why couldn’t it have been me and not my 6 year old brother?”. It was the beginning of the hardest trial of my life. There were many hard times. Like, friendships that changed and felt distant. This made me feel lonely. It was hard to trust God when my life felt out of control and like it was crumbling. It was hard to not worry that my brother would die. While my brother was in treatment, we went back and forth from our house to rental houses in Phoenix. It was like we were living in two places at once. It was hard to go back and forth between Phoenix and home. I realized life would look different for a while. My brother wasn’t able to go anywhere, because of treatment, so I was probably going to have to stay home a lot of the time. This was hard because I wouldn’t be able to see people like my friends. But God grew my faith through this hard time of life. I learned that I can go to God with anything and I can trust Him. This grew my prayer life because when I needed someone to talk to, I could just talk to God. I learned to pray when I was anxious or worried about life. I saw through this trial that God does everything for good, but it may not be easy. Through this trial I learned to lean on my family. I feel like I grew closer to