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Monday, December 24, 2007
Believe
I want something. Something good. And important. For children.
It costs $200 million dollars. Impossible, right? The Buddha said, "Love each person as if they were your own child.” What if each mom reading this believed that the amount of juicy, unwavering love they feel for their child could in fact translate into a focused laser of goodwill that facilitated a miracle?
What would you want to see happen? I want to see a children's hospital come into being. There are three amazing pediatric hospitals in the Bay Area that have saved countless children's lives -- kids just like yours.
Many kids have been transported here or their families brought them here from all over the world for help with conditions and diseases untold. One of these hospitals is a training center for some of the most promising young surgeons and pediatric specialists in the world.
That hospital is housed in an ancient, exhausted building in San Francisco. Parts of it look like a third-world structure. There will be no improvements made. The rates of infection and cross-contamination are highly affected by crowding and sluggish ventilation.
A new hospital has been decided on, so no funding will improve what is already there. Here's the hitch: no hospital will be built until at least $200 million dollars in private funding is accumulated.
One young administrator told me, "I will be retired before they break ground on that hospital.”
Here it is, my holiday wish, my Hanukah candle lighting up a small part of the night, my hope that good conquers avarice and love for children creates miracles. San Francisco built a baseball stadium downtown against a few odds.
Little big deal. Moveon.org got people to boot the administration's congressional minions. Bigger deal. Maybe I can help. I don't know anyone very wealthy. But I am good at phone trees and writing and have lost a good deal of social inhibition.
I am going to find out where the money could come from and what I can do to help. I am going to believe that what the Buddha asks of the world is possible, to varying degress, for all of us.
As the holidays approach, I'd like to hear what other moms wish for, against the odds or not. Just imagining the combined love for our dear children makes me think we're unstoppable.
Bless you this holiday.
By Avvy Mar
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It costs $200 million dollars. Impossible, right? The Buddha said, "Love each person as if they were your own child.” What if each mom reading this believed that the amount of juicy, unwavering love they feel for their child could in fact translate into a focused laser of goodwill that facilitated a miracle?
What would you want to see happen? I want to see a children's hospital come into being. There are three amazing pediatric hospitals in the Bay Area that have saved countless children's lives -- kids just like yours.
Many kids have been transported here or their families brought them here from all over the world for help with conditions and diseases untold. One of these hospitals is a training center for some of the most promising young surgeons and pediatric specialists in the world.
That hospital is housed in an ancient, exhausted building in San Francisco. Parts of it look like a third-world structure. There will be no improvements made. The rates of infection and cross-contamination are highly affected by crowding and sluggish ventilation.
A new hospital has been decided on, so no funding will improve what is already there. Here's the hitch: no hospital will be built until at least $200 million dollars in private funding is accumulated.
One young administrator told me, "I will be retired before they break ground on that hospital.”
Here it is, my holiday wish, my Hanukah candle lighting up a small part of the night, my hope that good conquers avarice and love for children creates miracles. San Francisco built a baseball stadium downtown against a few odds.
Little big deal. Moveon.org got people to boot the administration's congressional minions. Bigger deal. Maybe I can help. I don't know anyone very wealthy. But I am good at phone trees and writing and have lost a good deal of social inhibition.
I am going to find out where the money could come from and what I can do to help. I am going to believe that what the Buddha asks of the world is possible, to varying degress, for all of us.
As the holidays approach, I'd like to hear what other moms wish for, against the odds or not. Just imagining the combined love for our dear children makes me think we're unstoppable.
Bless you this holiday.
By Avvy Mar
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