This week I treated another First Nations patient born in the 1950's who was in the hospital with multiple medical comorbidities. A chaotic childhood and disconnection from family left them on the margins of society throughout life. This person had several children from various relationships but was estranged from them all. The pattern of unhealthy relationships can continue for generations and is not easily corrected. I recognize again my position of privilege in society as a person from a white middle-class background who grew up on the advantaged side of colonialism.
Last year I lamented the destruction of a new potted sunflower plant that was eaten within a couple of hours of placing it in the garden. A squirrel bit off the flowers just leaving them on the ground. I would not have been as upset if the squirrel needed the flowers for food. I put cactus leaves, cayenne pepper and dog hair on the soil to deter the squirrel but the toxic additions killed the plant.
This year a single sunflower plant sprouted on its own where I had placed the pot last year. I did not hold any hope for its long-term survival but cared for it as it grew. It not only survived but grew tall and continues to bloom abundantly. One seed survived and within it was the potential for years of productive growth. In the same way, we must make sure the survivors of abusive systems realize their potential and thrive in spite of their broken histories. In talking about the past we shine the light on vulnerable children and adults who continue to be at risk for abuse today.
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