Submitted by Melisa Bruens
For those of you who don’t know my Lucy, she is a really remarkable person. She had a rough start in life. The person who was supposed to love and keep her safe failed her. As a result of her neglect, Lucy nearly died. She came to me just nine-days-old, tiny and defeated and struggling to live. The consequences she pays everyday for being starved and neglected are devastating to watch. Her body doesn’t always move the way it should, she sometimes needs a wheel chair, she struggles with social boundaries, she fights to keep up with the other kids. She knows she is “different” and her heart is broken daily because she wants so badly to be “normal.” She just wants to belong like everyone else. She is my miracle and she inspires me every day. I wish everyone saw her through my eyes.
Lucy has had a rough year at school. She feels like an outsider. She begs not to go to school. She comes home angry… EVERY day. Last week was her school music program. She was very nervous. When she got on stage, she panned the crowd searching for her family. Holding her body tight so she wouldn’t do anything to make her stand out. Her face so serious and worried, her body language so closed.
What she didn’t know was that sitting in the crowd was her troop. After the show, they ran up to the stage and surprised her. She was overjoyed. For the first time in weeks, Lucy’s face lit up and I saw true happiness shine from her. These girls and moms and siblings drove clear across town (Lucy’s troop is in Loma and we live on the Redlands) to support her. They showed up to show her she wasn’t alone, or different, or unworthy. One of the girls and one of the leaders, who couldn’t make it, called before hand and wished her luck and let her know they believed in her.
I can never express the difference this simple act meant to a 7-year-old girl with a disability. To me this is what being a sister to every Girl Scout means.
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