Friday, 25 November 2011
Sad farewell in Santo
After difficult weeks, we finally reached a moment of hope at the end of last week. Marevie was seemingly stable and we had an offer from a hospital in Mexico that was able to conduct the necessary treatment. We were waiting for her to get back from the Dominican Republic, where she had just finished some exams... but she took another decision. Marevie left this life.
But neither her silent observations nor her unstable state of health hindered her from being a joyful child. She loved to dance, and did, wherever she found space and whenever she was in the mood. She also loved to play with her SOS brothers and sisters, especially one same-aged girl who became her best friend and sister in the SOS Children's Village.
Once, I was waiting at the doctor's office with her and the nurse from the SOS Children's Village. Hours passed by and we had to wait all day long. Like every little child, Marevie wanted to be entertained. She browsed magazines, played with a small toy, observed other patients, ate some snacks, went to the toilet, proved her drawing skills in my note book and cried when she found out that there was nothing left to do. I knew she liked seeing her own image and took her picture on my digital camera to show it to her. Looking at the camera display she whispered in her soft voice: "That's me. I'm beautiful."