It has become a beloved ritual at Dana-Farber. Every day, children who come to the clinic write their names on sheets of paper and tape them to the windows of the walkway for ironworkers to see.
Ironworkers spray paint names of young cancer patients onto the beams of the Yawkey Center going up at the Dana-Farber Cancer Institute in Boston.
"It's fabulous," said Kristen's mother, Elizabeth, as she held her daughter and marveled at the rainbow of names.
"It's just a simple little act that means so much."
I leave you with a quote of Mother Teresa as a "wrap up":
"Do not think that love, in order to be genuine, has to be extraordinary.
What we need is to love without getting tired".
It's that time of year when preparations are being made for getting our children back to school. With it, comes the anxieties and concerns every parent shares. Here is a thought-provoking movie that shows how any parent can find the best ways to bring out the greatness in each of their children. http://www.stservicemovie.com
As a Braveheart Women we connect and empower each other in spite of human borders.
How can we help our children, grandchildren or students to do the same?
What do you think, can they inherit the same sense of connection we have? Maybe we need a Braveheart Kids Global Community to prove that.
One hundred and forty Jewish and Palestinians of all ages came together for three days camp to understand more closely each other's fears, to alleviate their general ignorance about one another, to learn to live together. Here's how the experiment went.
I have been participating in similar projects in the past where I have witnessed amazing transformations. I saw people coming as enemies and leaving as friends.
Peace begins where the hearts find connection and open to heal.
Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.
The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.
When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry".
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