She had been guarding it for a lifetime of 95 years. Never once bleaching or dying her lovely hair. Her younger friend of eighty years had never even cut her lovely, long tresses. As teens, they had worn their hair with pride. Now many decades later, after a lifetime of care, the two braids were ceremoniously snipped off and lovingly packaged. They had served their owners well and were now being donated to serve in another capacity.
Women are sensitive creatures. Sensitive in many areas including appearance. The average woman will not attend an event – no matter how much anticipated – if she does not have what she considers the proper attire. How much more so, a woman who is undergoing a traumatic crisis in her life! A diagnosis of cancer and the resulting loss of hair! She cannot venture out even to the local grocery. Yet it is she who, so desperately, needs the social pick-me-up to strengthen her spirit.
Those two braids, each close to a century old, now have a new mission. They will be made into attractive wigs, enabling their new owners to attend get-togethers, join other mothers at the playground or enjoy a spring walk with a close friend.
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Ezer Mizion is constantly searching for new ways to help the cancer patient and his family. Whoever has gained some mileage in hospitals, already automatically knows where to look for the Ezer Mizion Refreshment Carts with their treats and smiles, just one of the many programs designed to help the patient and his family.
Shira, who accompanied her father for a long time in the Rambam Hospital until he died, benefited tremendously from all the programs. Now it was her turn to give back. And so one day, she arrived at the floor where he had been hospitalized with 50 gift boxes that she produced herself (with the elegance of a production company, assures the coordinator who handled the grand event), and distributed to patients and families. Why? Because she’s been there, and she knows the meaning of a little spot of light in the middle of another scary day in the hospital.
It’s far beyond a gift. This is the air to breathe, the supportive hand and the smile that families in the oncology ward so need. We sure are Abba is proud
