My blog is not about charities, it is not about fundraising… mostly it is about me and the things that I come across that move me. This one did.
Some people, though, find a way to really make a difference, and in this case—as in enough others to make one realize that out of our worst moments come epiphanies and new beginnings—a woman turned the tragedy of losing a son (and later a spouse) into an admirable venture which has made a difference to countless people who’ve been helped by the foundation.
Even as an adult, being ill and alone (let alone dying alone) is difficult and sad, but imagine a child facing catastrophic illness, or death, alone and without the one person closest to them, their parent. Imagine yourself as a single parent, forced by financial need to leave the bedside of your child.
During the brief hospitalizations of my bunnies (with three there have been a few, and thank God none were very serious) I was always fortunate to have familial, workplace and financial support (which includes health insurance which, in this country, has become a luxury) to remain by their sides. What a wonderful tribute the founder of this foundation has given to her son whose name the organization carries.