My apologies to CaT and thanks to her for reminding me of my commitment.
There isn’t any point worrying about the world if we’re deaf, mute, and blind to the plight of an individual child.
in times of pain has the story and updates on Joseph Pyro, who is very ill and has gone through, in his three years on earth, more than most of us will ever have to suffer.
When I was a baby, I fell ill with viral meningitis. My father figured it out because he’d heard so many stories while growing up, of his sister, Nenita, who died of the same thing.
He recounted to me what his father, a man who had lost his faith at the time, had prayed: save my daugher, even if I have to carry her in my arms for the rest of my life.
For a child, the pain and suffering of illness is the entire world for that child; for parents, it is the horror of seeing their world collapse before their eyes.
The links in the blog with updates on Pyro point to Kythe, a foundation helping pediatric patients; as well as to Cancer Warriors. Wherever you are, you can help.
Read Pyro’s story for yourself, and help, if you can.
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