What is Ezer Mizion? In addition to its Bone Marrow Registry and many other services, it is a factory. And the product? The product is smiles. Sometimes the going is rough. We may not be able to cure the disease but we can ease the pain and bring a smile to a face that hasn’t smiled in days. Like little Rachel* who has seen more pain in her four years than most adults have seen in a lifetime. Chemotherapy has stolen her innocent childhood from her and now she is on the way to Vienna with her mother and twin sister to continue treatment. Her mother packed a suitcase of the basics and Ezer Mizion packed a suitcase of smiles. If there is something that can ease the pain of a sweet little four-year-old girl somewhat, it’s Hello Kitty and so loving hands packed up every imaginable Hello Kitty item… a suitcase of emotional strength for the grueling months ahead.Continue reading The Smile Factory
He was ten years old. Every child knows that after ten comes eleven. It is as certain as night following day. For a small number of children, though, it may not be. These children, too mature to have the devastating information hidden from them, yet oh so young, oh so pure …these holy souls … have risen to levels unimaginable to their peers.
The cancer had almost paralyzed him. His breathing was weak and oxygen was necessary to keep him alive. He lay there, more soul than body. But what a soul! This young child, whose thoughts should be on collecting stamps and his latest chol hamoed trip, had one wish: to daven (pray) at the kotel in order to come closer to the Creator of the world, perhaps for his last time as a human being of flesh and blood. Continue reading A Soul Comes Home
He is only eighteen years old and his body is ravaged by cancer. But his neshoma (soul)? His neshoma is alive and well. For two weeks he was in a coma. His first words upon awakening: I’d like to go to the kosel.
And that’s where Ezer Mizion came in. Always searching for ways of easing the plight of cancer patients, the staff went into high gear. His physicians were consulted. The decision was that his condition would only allow a trip directly to the wall itself. Could Ezer Mizion make that happen? Key people were contacted. The police became involved. More calls. More meetings. And then…triumphant success. His young fingers would once again touch the stones of kedusha.
Please be mispallel (pray) for Nehurai Chaim ben Avigayil Chaya.
Shalom dear readers!
I recently had a very, very special experience. My nephew, Yissachar, became Bar Mitzvah this week. Well, every family affair is always a major hurdle for me. Not always is it possible for me to attend. Continue reading Part of the Family