As parents we do our best to keep our children safe, I can’t tell you how many times I have heard my kids tell me “MOM, I’m not five I don’t need you to watch me cross the street” or “MOM, I’m not a baby anymore I’m 15!!”, sometimes as much as we want to wrap them in bubble wrap to keep them from harm or keep them within arms length of us, we just know that THAT is an impossible feat as they get older.
In 2011 as I was checking Facebook I noticed that an old schoolmate posted some sad news regarding another classmate of ours and his family. The day after Thanksgiving, Mike and Carrie Billings 16 year old daughter, Aleasha was struck by a car while walking across the street with her sister and a cousin (who were unharmed) and was now unconscious, on a respirator with a severe head injury and fighting for her life.
For everyone, no matter how upset you are, tell your children you love them. Never take the children for granted,” said Carrie Billing. “Always take the opportunity to give them a hug and tell them you love them because you never know.”
My heart broke for this family, I couldn’t imagine the pain they were feeling. Aleasha underwent many surgeries in the last two years but never recovered. She passed away in late January due to complications after another brain surgery. A couple of weeks ago a link was being sent through Facebook regarding Aleasha, one of her nurses decided to help the Billings family in hopes to ease the mountain of medical bills, funeral expenses and other costs that were to come.
I thought I would share this link with all of you in hopes that you can pass it along, if you would like to help the family they would forever be grateful.
Aleasha Billing was full of life until one tragic day in November 2011. She was struck by a vehicle as she was walking home. She fought for a little over 2 years and had seemed to be making some progress. Tragically, her fight ended 2 weeks ago after having yet another brain surgery. She received her angel wings and returned home to God. Her family is having a difficult time in dealing with the death of their child….a parent’s worst nightmare!! I am trying to help the parents to take care of the mounds of medical bills, out-of-pocket funeral expenses and a memorial in Aleasha’s honor. Please support the fight to take care of our children and possibly keep this from happening to another innocent!!
I grew up in “The Valley” of Southern California; as a child I didn’t know much about prejudice…..like most kids we learn from our parents and in some cases we learn from friends or the streets…..and in this case I learned what you are about to read from the “streets” aka my neighborhood, I kinda knew right from wrong but at the age of 6 I still hadn’t learned the consequences of “think before you speak”……I’m still having a hard time with that one, but I’m learning.
I remember making my mother furious one afternoon. I was outside swimming in the spa when my mother told me that I had to get out because my father was bringing some people by to work on the yard. I knew exactly what she meant by “some people”. See my father would go down to San Franando road and pick up a few Hispanics that were looking for work, he would do this ever so often when he had some major things to do in the yard………………….I was mad because my spa time was being interrupted and you don’t ever want to bother a 6yr old girl who was having a grand time with her Barbies. Well, I told my mom that I wasn’t getting out and of course we went back and forth until she pulled the “I’m going to get your father” card, that’s when I said “Why don’t they just go back where they came from!” my mothers faced turned stone cold “what did you say?” she was now pulling me out of the water, “I SAID they should go back to where they came from” meanwhile trying to grab all my barbies… “well then that means your grandmother and I would have to go and you will be without family” …..confused I said “you and grandma aren’t MEXICAN MEXICAN we are mixed!! They are dirty”…..(now before I upset anyone, this was when I was 6, I know better now). My mother glared at me, she proceeded to tell me that she wasn’t going to talk to me and I was to answer to my father. She ignored me for a week….no joke.
Instead of pulling me to the side and explaining prejudice to me, she ignored me……this was just a glimpse of how my mother handled things….but that’s another story. As an adult I am more aware of prejudices especially in the field that I work. It bothers me and in some cases if I am out and about I will speak up if I hear someone speak ill towards another. Today I was left irritated and dumbfounded by a phone call I received requesting a list of Medicaid doctors from the person on the other end of the phone. I told the man that I didn’t have a list but all he would need to do was go online or look through a phonebook. I did try to give him a number of a clinic that I knew accepted Medicaid and his response was “I don’t want those camel jockeys touching me”….silence….if there ever was a time to hold my tongue and think before I spoke, this was it. I took a deep breath and said “excuse me sir that wasn’t very nice, that clinic has very professional physicians that tend to Medicaid patients like yourself and as you may know there aren’t many doctors offices that accept Medicaid in this area”……next thing I heard was …..click…..
After venting to a co-worker her reply was “it’s the backwoods type of thinking ,you will get that a lot here”