So much!

I've loved kids since way back when, always have been good with them and started babysitting at the age of 11.. In which those girls are now 22 and 25, kind of make me feel old when I sit and think of me babysitting them, but then I look at how they live there life now. THe youngest of the two has a serious drug problem and no respect for elders especially her family, the eldest has a child, but also had a drug problem went to inpatient rehab and from what I hear is on a better path (good for her). This is where it's hard to say, is it the parents fault since they lived the life of the bar for so many years while they were growing up not caring what happened or is it just their fault since they should know right from wrong since they are adults now? Whoever to fault, I don't think there's hope for the youngest since there's still no parental stability.
There's a girl sitting in jail right now not knowing her fate because she chose to hang out with the wrong people at the wrong time and a violent crime was committed. Amongst her person she was found with drugs, in which she has had an ongoing problem with this thing for a little over a year now and has even been to outpatient rehab and had everyone on her side backing her up and supporting her, trying to get her on the right path and showing her how much she is loved, not only by immediate family but family who isn't even blood, we've just been there with her since her first breaths were taken. She comes from a family who has been there for her, showered her with love by giving her anything she wanted.. However, there's been lack of attention given! We often thought that when she went out and did whatever drug it was that she was doing that it was, that she did it to hurt her parents or a cry for attention, but after so many instances the only thing that she has done is not only hurt her parents but she's hurt a bunch of others who have done nothing to love her and try and show her that there's something way better then the life of drugs.. And now she's sitting in jail.. And what is it that can be done for her? Nothing, absolutely nothing!!
There's a little boy in this area who needed a heart transplant and he got it and has the most wonderful parents in the world who packed up and moved to another state to get the care they needed for their kis.. Another who needed more then just one organ transplant and under went a few surgeries and her mother has been there by her side through it all and even though I don't know these two families personally I give them so much respect since they are young, early 20's I would say! There's a boy in the Carolina's that was playing at his daycare and in a split sending a huge tree limb fell and crushed his skull/brain, has undergone a couple surgeries or more and his mother (father too) has done nothing but give their all to this little boy and his care and he is doing well.. Tripp halstead if anyone reads this and decides they want to follow this little boy and his journey..

And this one is hard for me, there's a little boy who his family just found out a few short months ago that has stage 4 cancer on his brain and after surgery and chemo the tumor just got bigger and all the family asks for is prayer for him.. He's 4, still just a baby, innocent to this cruel world and I've never read anything that has hurt me emotionally like this story does. I literally cry with tears streaming down my face for this little boy, his mother, father and siblings, even those that are affected that are close to this family. I find myself praying even more than I have, I do pray, I do believe, my downfall is I don't go to church and worship like most people do. I say my prayers at night thanking god for my blessings and what has been provided for me during my life on this earth, some prayers have been answered and some not (but other good things have happened rather than what I was praying for), at one time I stopped praying, not because it just slipped my mind, but my grandfather was sick, and was moved to hospice and we knew it wouldn't be long, I'd pray to keep him from pain, to take him when the time was right, and to let him know that he served a good life with many accomplishments, and the night before he passed on, I prayed before I went to sleep, woke up a few times in the middle of the night with my grandfather on my mind, and before I fell asleep that last time I prayed, not asking, but begging god to take my grandfather and take him NOW and take him out of the misery he was going through. When I got the call a couple hours later, I just cried, I was happy he was no longer suffering and not in any kind of pain, but I was also scared, scared i wished him away and it scared the shit right out of me (excuse my language), and I stopped praying for awhile in fear that if I prayed for the wrong thing or what may be the right, may just not be what someone else wanted. And this is where this little boy ways heavy on my heart and he's constantly on my mind, my little guy is  4 and I pray nightly for all my kids and thanking god he blessed me with such beautiful kids, praying that they are healthy, and to keep them from harms way, and so far my prayers have done just fine for me. I also pray, more than once a day for this family in hopes for a miracle, a healing, a blessing from above, and most of strength for this loving mother.
I've asked why, why does this have to happen to someone so innocent, someone who could actually do great things in this world and why couldn't this happen to someone who has acted out murder, taken someone's life for vengeance? But then an eye for an eye is not the way things happen! I only hope for a miracle for this little boy and if this miracle does happen by the power of prayer, I only hope that there will be more believers and followers by hearing this boys story, the world needs a brighter future, more love, and guidance for our future generations.
Sorry for the rambling