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Make Jacob’s Wish Come True

I was born with Esophageal atresia. That means that my esophagus came to an end before it reached my stomach. Now days this is an easily correctable birth defect. In 1959, when Dr. Barclay operated on me, no one had ever before survived the procedure. I was the first survivor and I have never forgotten what a miracle and blessing that was.

Today I read about Jacob, who has another form of atresia which is extremely painful and results in the death of hundreds of children each year. In light of my own experience I am easily able to identify with Jacob and his family. That is why I am asking you to join me in helping LeapFish and the Greater Bay Area Make a Wish Foundation send Jacob and his family to Disneyland for a week.

Your part in making Jacob’s dream come true is very small and extremely easy. If you have a Twitter account all you have to do is push a button. Begin at tweet-a-cause. Just visit the site and push the tweet button, it will take you to your own Twitter site with your tweet already prepared.  All you have to do is send it.  Two easy clicks, and you’ve helped Jacob and his family on their way to Disneyland.  If you so choose, there is also a button where you can donate more.

The Make a Wish Foundation grants the wishes of children with life threatening illnesses.
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    1. Melli — that’s probably even better — your money is used to aid those whose causes are probably less public, but just as touching.

  1. Quilly, when I was born my lungs wouldn’t open up. I was told the Dr. that delivered me told my parents I wouldn’t make it. Dad had another Dr. brought in & he phoned Vancouver & was told over the phone what to do. It resulted in me having 4 small scars on my chest, and being able to breath & live. I was then put into an incubator for 6 weeks. This had a very adverse effect on my whole life. In 1956, they didn’t yet undertand the need to touch the babies in incubators and in fact didn’t allow it. Until I read this post of yours, Quilly, I didn’t realize it… now I do… I am a miracle!!! I thought I was bad luck for my parents, now thanks to you I see it… I AM A MIRACLE!!! Wow!!

    1. Alice — you are a miracle. My family made certain I knew I was a joy and blessing to them. I am sorry you somehow didn’t receive that message, because I am certain you were joy & blessing to your family, too.

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