He liked the people, the mothers and dads, he liked the children. Every holiday they would bring him cards and candy. They loved him.

I wonder if other mothers feel a tug at their insides, watching their children grow up into the people they themselves wanted so badly to be.

We do it for the children and for people to get more into the holiday spirit.

I used to work in home health, and (patients) usually wait until the family is gone, and then they go. I don't know what it is, I guess people don't want their loved ones there. Strange thing.

He knows where his home is, we just accepted that. We're just sojourners, this is not our home.

Although my center is new, we receive a lot of children daily. Some mothers told me their children never had seen sunlight until they brought them to this center. That proved that we need such centers in Yemen to help these children.