I laid Bentley on his race car bed in his room that he shared with Dillon. Mom and Dad only planned to have another baby after I was all better, but when I got sick again a couple years later it
was put off. That’s why there is almost a 10 year difference between Dillon and Me and Wyatt. The story is they thought it would be better if they didn’t have any more kids, after what happened to
me, but I told them I wanted a little brother. No sister, I’m my daddy’s angle. No one is taking my spot, and I’m not sharing. Boy did Mom laugh at that. Dad just smiled and held me. So about 2
months later I got the second best news in my life. I went into remission at the age of 9. Well the first time I went into remission was when I was about a year and a half. My Dad held me tightly
in his arms crying as I sat there not really knowing what was going on. Well when we got home Mom already looked happy but when Dad told her she was spinning around in circles. It was a sight. Then
she told me I am going to get a little brother or sister, and me being the cute 9 year old I was said ‘better be a boy or else Mommy, I’m not sharing.’ Of course it was. Dillon Hunter Williams was
born a happy healthy screaming pooping machine. Wyatt was happy to have a little brother to play with now, well Jay was like his brother, but older. I was happy it wasn’t a girl. I know but hey, I
like my Daddy to be mine.
I guess you can say my world came crashing down again when I was 12. Dillon was a health 2 year old, and I had cancer, again, for the third time. I can safely say I was jealous of my little brother
so much. But I was wrong. I had so much to live for that helped me fight it. Dad sadly was away on deployment when I got the diagnosis. But we did like he always did. I shaved my head, I hate to
watch the hair fall out one by one it made me feel sicker than I already was, got some good movies, Wyatt even shaved his head saying he wanted me to feel like I wasn’t alone. I love my brother.
He was the best big brother ever. He always sat with me watching movies as I lay there sick out of my mind. Well Jayden, I met him when I was 5 at a local park near the base we were stationed
at, shaved his head and would come over all the time and we would sit around and watch TV. Dillon used to crawl into my lap and just fall asleep with me. I loved my family. Now Bentley, he was a
‘oops’ shall we say.
Mom and Dad went on a second honeymoon on their anniversary. Grandpa and Grandma took us and we spent a whole week at their house in New York. Asher, Lucas, and Mason, My mom’s brother Hunter’s
three boys, and Uncle TJ, mom’s twin brother, boys, Sawyer and Gabriel, all were at Grandma’s house because all Mom’s brothers went with her and Dad with their wives. It was nice having all the
cousins together again. Wyatt loved it since Lucas, Asher, and I are all around the same age we got to play together. Grandpa and Grandma got the farm from Grandpa’s Auntie and Uncle because they
didn’t have any one else to give it to. But we loved it! It was amazing. It was a whole farm. It had horses, Cows, pigs, it had the whole sabang. Grandpa let us out on the ATV’s and we had a blast.
Best week ever. Well a couple of months later Mom told us she was pregnant again. Big shock to all of us, even Dad. Well about 6 months later Bentley Thomas came into the world a healthy baby boy.
Everything has quiet down since then. Now Wyatt and I were 18, Dillon was a happy popular 8 years old, and Bentley was a cute little 2 years old.
I gently lay kissed Bentley’s head before walking out back into Mom and Dad’s room. Mom smiled at me handing me the phone.
Me* Why hello there Father
Dad* Why hello there Daughter. How are you?
Me* I’m good Daddy. How are you?
Dad* I’m as good as good can be here Baby. How are your brothers? Is Wyatt doing good in school?
Me* Yes Dad he has been doing his work. I have been helping him.
Dad* And Dillon? Has he been any less ‘I want to stay up and watch this’?
Me* Nope. He is still up watching the end of the SpongeBob movie right now.
Dad* Why doesn’t the surprise me?
Me* Because he is as stubborn as you. It just shows he is your son.
Dad* So true. How’s Bentley? Is he sleeping in his own bed?
Me*Well we got him a race car bed that he loves so much it’s kind of funny. But yeah he sleeps in it now.
Dad* Is he still trying to be like Dill?
Me* Oh of course. He tries to stay up but always passes out before it gets too late.
Dad* That’s good. When I get home Dillon and I have to have a nice long talk together. So how are you baby girl?
Me* I’m okay Dad.
Dad* Just okay? Is something wrong? Have you gone to the doctor? Do I need to call your Grandfather about this?
Me* Dad calm down
Dad* Bailey Williams answer my question.
Me* Dad I’m fine. When I went to the doctor he said there was no sign of any cancer.
Dad* Good. You scared me Baby.
Me* I’m sorry. Everything is fine. I promise. Okay?
Dad* Okay. I love you. But I have to go. It’s getting late and I need to sleep I have to leave in a couple of hours.
Me* Okay I love you Daddy.
Dad* I love you too Baby.
Me* Be Safe.
Dad* Yes Ma’am.
I heard the phone click as he hung up the phone. At lease I can sleep good knowing my Dad was okay…….for now.
© Copyright 2016 FutureMarinesGirl. All rights reserved.