(This is a shout-out to a few of my favorite blog readers…Frank, lil belle and t)
A few weeks ago I received word of this amazing philanthropic initiative to save a young Haitian man from the perils of cancer. To say this kid is inspiring is an understatement. Needless to say, I have been pretty talkative about Tassy (who will be described in a little further detail below…). Tonight, Nonna and I were talking over dinner about Tassy, and about bad things happening to good people…I’ll be honest, I was complaining a little bit about some technology issues I experienced at work when Nonna reminded me of Tassy…
“The poor kid in Haiti would do anything to be somebody. When you think of all these bad things you have to think of another thing. you makin the sign of the cross and you say devil go away. Instead of the cry you say God give me the strength to accept. Or you can break a glass. Sometimes it works for me. The important thing is…no matter what …you have to accept it. For this boy, people come and save him. They stir the pot. The bad thing already happen to him when the earth shaken…now the good thing is going to happen too.
Me: You are right.
Nonna: The thing is just one. He is a good looking kid too. I hope everything is going to be okay for that kid. He can come over for dinner. You invite him. Welcome Home.
If only we could all have the same heart…
While I know this a bit of a departure from the usual antics of Nonna…I wanted to share with you a bit of the wisdom I am lucky enough to receive on a daily basis. No matter what wind blows her way, Nonna’s strength is able to withstand it…she might cry (a lot) or yell (a lot) or lose a lot of sleep, but she gets through it. We could all use a little of this type of strength in our lives.
I hope these same sentiments carry Tassy (and his incredible team) through the upcoming months…read on friends…and pay it forward if you can.
In the words of Frank (one of my avid readers and boyfriend to my little belle)
Cancer has taken from every one of us in one way or another. We all know it doesn’t care about age, or race, or relatives. It kills without regard for social status or place in the world. It’s amazing to me that something so small, so silent can take so much. It takes dignity. It takes strength. It takes lives. It takes hope.