I walked through the silent corridors of the 4th floor when I arrived just a few minutes ahead of everyone. It was quiet, except from occasional moans or sobs of a child in pain. Despite the colorful paintings on the wall, there was immense sadness. I swear, I heard a mother's heart breaking.
Or was it the sound of my own heart breaking that I heard?
I tried to hold back tears the entire time I was there. But I had a good cry when I got home. The memory of their faces, pained and sad, just had to become tears.
Ces' first-born, Eagan, turned 11. He celebrated his birthday
at the National Children's Hospital as a way to share his blessings.
He was joined by family and friends that Saturday morning.
I was quite happy when Ces invited me to join them and document the day.
I love to be part of something like this -- something that makes other people happy.
I wasn't surprised when Ces told me that Eagan will celebrate his birthday this way.
Ces and her family are very generous people, they find joy in giving.
I am sharing few pictures I took that day.
I am not posting pictures of very sick children.
There are ethics to follow when posting pictures of children,
especially sick ones. These pictures I took (and posting here)
have permission from their parents.
This little girl
There was a lot of laughter on the 4th floor that day.
Toys, balloons, and innocence.
Claiming her toy.
Jollibee was there, too, and danced for the kids!
The kids were so happy to see the Bee! Well, at least, most of them.
Ah yes, this bee makes me happy. :)