Her eyes were beautiful. Her long lashes softening her big brown eyes. Her smile was infectious making people happy to just be around her. She was 1 year old and had been given to " Missionaries of Charity Home for Children". Her future uncertain, her prognosis unknown, she only wanted to be loved. She only wanted to be held. I spent 2 hours holding her and the time flew bye.
The babies at Missionaries of Charity Home for Children are there because there is no where else to go. The families are poor and medical help is limited. It is, without a doubt, there last chance.
How can you look in their faces and not be affected? How can you hold them without your heart breaking?
We saw babies so skinny that their diapers would not stay on. We saw babies so sick that they wouldn't cry or react when poked with a needle.
How can someone so young, so innocent have so little future?
As I left the building, her cries echoed through my heart. I'm sure that though they eventually stopped, I will hear them forever.
Healing Haiti Team Member