THROUGH A CHILD'S EYES

Liz was gifted with extraordinary discernment, the ability to see into the near future, and to heal by touch. Liz was abused for as long as she can remember.

She came into the world shrouded in heartbreak. She grew as a child in a haze of cruelty. She came of age in a cloak of hope.

Refusing to accept that her fate is to live unhappily ever after, she is determined to not be a survivor who did not die, but a survivor who lives, who refuses to forever be the victim, to trust, and to embrace her future.

Through a Child’s Eyes is the story of an exceptional child’s endured misfortune, pain and loneliness. It is also the story of a battered child’s claim to power, resilience and triumph.

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It was a fall day in October when the temperatures were beginning to cool down in the early mornings, but always warm in the afternoons. The fall leaves were dressed out in their many colors of browns, reds, yellows, and gold. Some leaves from the trees had fallen to the ground and formed a multi-colored carpet over the grass.

Roy, Louise's husband, was a water well driller and stayed very busy all year. With Louise being pregnant, he tried to be home as much as he could. She seemed to be doing very well. Louise had a secret. She was very ill but wanted to hide it from everyone, but Roy knew she wasn’t doing very well. Her headaches were much worse. He knew the tumor must be causing them.

Louise was a frail woman, weighing only about one hundred pounds and stood only five foot four. Her skin pale, like a china doll, with long platinum blonde colored hair, thick and long, below her hips. She wore it up in a braid wrapped around her head. Roy would brush and braid it for her before he went to work each morning and brush it out at night before bed. Her hair so thick it covered the scar of where she had surgery to remove a brain tumor when she was eighteen.

Laura, Roy’s mother, had been coming over the past couple of weeks to help Louise around the house. This morning when she arrived, she found Louise had started to go into labor; pains were getting closer and closer as she waited for her husband to come home from work, praying he would make it in time before their baby arrived.

This was their first child, and one they didn’t believe would ever happen. They were married for ten years, and when she learned she was pregnant it was a sheer blessing for them both. He wondered how this pregnancy would affect her health.

Louise wanted to give her husband a child for she knew she didn’t have much time left on earth. Five years earlier, after going to the doctor about her headaches, Louise was diagnosed with another brain tumor. Louise had a brain tumor when she was eighteen years old, but the doctors told everyone after they had removed it, she would have a healthy life.

Nobody expected the tumor to grow back. When she started to have severe migraines, she went to the doctor, and after several tests the diagnosis came back. The tumor had grown back and was inoperable, and whatever time left she had they told her to be as happy as she could for as long as she had. They couldn’t give her the definite time that she might have left.

The only thing on her mind was to please her husband. Giving him a child would be a gift he would always remember after Louise had passed on. Not knowing how long she had or even if she was going to be able to handle and care for a small infant, the gift would be worth the gamble. What came next was much more than she would be able to understand or tolerate.

She could hear the old pickup truck coming down the street, turning into the drive as she tried to stand to greet him at the door. Roy knew something wasn’t right, and he ran to the back door. As he ran in, he saw Louise standing with the help of his mother. Louise was crying out in pain!

He had felt something was wrong when he left for work that morning and had argued with her about going to work. She had won as she always did, and he went off to work like a good husband. Roy called his mother to be sure she came over to be with Louise.

“Roy, it’s okay, but we need to hurry, the baby is coming,” Louise said in a very calm voice. Then she tried to muffle her scream as another contraction came.

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