Unbelievable what these little creature endure,
go through or even the spirit they possess.
At times I question myself, what & why
do they have to endure the atrocities of
sickness. Lucky ones manage to survive
and live a decent life, others less fortunate
suffer, are cut, bruises, deformed, blind,
etc etc etc and still they will make a comment
or have a faint smile that melts your heart
strings. Having had to be witness to such
cases in an hospital ward (granddaughter
with kidney cancer at 2 yrs old), she became
our strength to see that not knowing what
was going on, life in an hospital was normal
or at subsequent visits for her it was going
to see her teddy doctor or the lady who
picked at her finger and put a knitted
wool finger with bells on it's tip. We spend
sleepless nights wondering, wishing, crying,
learn to put a huge smile on our faces, sing
her baby songs, read her sweet stories,
then one day, she turned around and said
enough, don't cry for me, I will go alone
at the hospital I know the way now that
I am 5 years old. That was our wake up
moment and from that day, we always
asked what she taught, what she would
do when she got older...
"I will come & visit the small children
and treat them like adults, they understand
or feel your feeling..." and that's what she
did TODAY at 21 years old she was at
the Marathon for the children's hospital
and told her story. "Never despair but keep
hope live even if it's for one day only in a
life of a little child...".
NB: This photo is a little silly for adults,
but it represents a child silliness and dreams.
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