With each visit in Sick Kids Foundation,looking at the bumble bees, these children and their smiling faces, happy and absorbed...it touches me... I actually prefer to call them "superheroes" who inspite of frightening surgeries and painful procedures continue to make the most of their childhood...gives me a psychological trauma....Gives me a feeling as if I'm carrying an atmosphere of quiet contemplation....I cannot physically experience these kids but can experience them in my mind....and these sites shackles me and I say to myself "no more walls"...This is an overly sensitive heart speaking!....Looking at each one of them was equivalent to looking at pictures telling its own story, shaped by the mood or insights of the person....almost lost myself in the object of their wonder....my emotions here is very close to the surface....as rightly quoted by Sophocles that "Children are the anchors that hold a mother to life".....
True that "The joys of parents are secret, and so are their griefs and fears: they cannot utter the one, nor will they utter the other" as quoted by Francis Bacon Sr.
