Josie woke up during the night to go to the bathroom. She crawled into bed and moments later heard her parents' door broken down. She curled up and held onto her covers tightly. There were a bunch of voices yelling at her parents. She was so relieved when Charlotte waved her over. After the whole ordeal was over and the SWAT team left, Kurt took the girls next door to see their mother before she went to the hospital to get checked out. Charlotte went over to her first and when she was done Jose walked over.
"I'm sorry you're hurt, mama," Josie said.
"I'm sorry you're scared."
"You're gonna be alright?"
"Yeah, baby, I'll be fine. I might have to rest a lot for a while, but I'll be fine."
"I love you so much, mama," Josie kissed her mother's cheek.
"I love you too, baby."
Josie had seen how difficult it was for her mother to move around. She and her sister decided to help their mother out however they could. Diane had fallen asleep in the recliner one day. Kurt and Charlotte were elsewhere in the house. Josie was in the living room and her mother started gasping and moaning in her sleep. Josie walked over to Diane.
"Mama," the little girl nudged her mother's arm a bit. "Mama," she decided to be louder this time. Diane startled awake and was panting. She wasn't quite aware of where she was until Josie spoke again. "Mama, it's okay. You were just having a bad dream." Josie rubbed her mother's head just as she does when the girls have a nightmare. "Do you want me to sit the chair up so you can get a drink?" Diane nodded and Josie raised the chair until her mother was sitting up enough. Diane grabbed the glass and Josie put her hands on her mother's when she noticed them shaking. Josie took the glass when her mother was done and put it on the table. "Do you feel any better?"
Diane smiled at her youngest, "yes," she said with a raspy voice, "thank you."
"I'm going to fill your water. Are you gonna be alright?"
"I'll be fine."
Josie brought the glass back and sat it on the side table. It made Diane a bit sad when her daughter went back to the couch. She wanted to sit and hold her little girl. Josie saw her mother raise her chair and got worried, "Mama, what are you doing?" The little girl ran to her mother.
"I want to sit with you over there," Diane tried to grab her walker but Josie wouldn't let her.
"You'll get hurt."
"I'll be fine, sweetheart. I'm sure I'll need daddy to help me up, but I really want to sit with you," Diane felt tears fall down her face, "I need to sit with you and hold you."
Josie took her mother's water and phone over to the table by the couch. She went back and pushed her mother's walker closer to her. Diane stood and waited until she felt stable. Josie stayed with her mother the entire walk over. "Mama, hold on," Josie took a pillow and put it where her mother was going to sit, "I can help you sit." The little girl held onto her mother from behind to try and keep her from landing too hard. "Is that better?"
"Yes, thank you," she smiled as her daughter moved the walker to the side and then sat beside her. She let her mother decide how to hold her because she didn't want to hurt her. Diane was blown away and touched by her seven-year-old daughters thoughtfulness and helpfulness.