new perspective on Children's Hospital

Today was a roller coaster day of emotions. Part of it was self-inflicted.....this morning on my way to take Taylor to therapy I heard a local radio station promoting a radio-thon for Children's Hospital, which of course, we're very familiar with. The fundraiser was well-done with sentimental songs and personal stories from families that Children's has helped. I was a mess of tears by the time I arrived at Taylor's therapy session. Some of the stories were so sad and touching and of course I had to donate money. The hospital really does amazing work - they don't turn any kids away, whether they can pay or not - or no matter how hopeless their prognosis might be. We are truly fortunate to have such a great service in our community.

I did hear one great story that totally changed my perspective. You've heard me say how hard it is for me to go to Children's because it is so sad to me. Today on the radio, I heard a lady saying how wonderful Children's is and how it always puts a smile on her face to go there because you see miracles everywhere. I thought this was brilliant and hope it forever changes my point-of-view when we go there. Rather than feeling sorry for the kids and their families (and somewhat depressed myself that we need to be there too), it's much more "helpful" to focus on the faith of the families and the miracles that are saving these kids lives, or making their lives much more comfortable. This is my new approach and the emotional radio-thon was worth it for this new perspective.

It also made me ponder why I felt sorry for the kids and their families. At the most obvious level, it's an easy answer. But when I think about our situation - I never want people to feel sorry for Taylor because she is so precious and wonderful - just the way she is. It may be easier for me to say this because she doesn't have a terminal illness and we still have great hope for her future. But, I bet almost of the families at Children's would consider their children gifts - regardless of the challenges they face. This is the beauty of parent's unconditional love. My challenge to myself - and to you if I may preach for a moment- is to view the disabled or sick community for what they can offer, rather than what they lack. I've seen the sweetest smiles and giggles from Down's Syndrome kids in Taylor's class; watched brave, bald kids fighting cancer inspire people with their positivity and will to live; and seen kids with challenges it's hard to fathom find their way to contribute and smile. Of course it's not all roses and these kids need our support - but don't we all want our first impression to be influenced by who we are, not what we can do?