The Meaning of Being Loved

During May, I’ve spent 3 weeks to be with the children at the orphanage. At first, I thought that their parents were heartless, they have no efforts whatsoever to take care of their own offsprings. They don’t even care if their children were alive or not. And I thought there was no better place for a child to grow, beside at their own home with their parents. But after 3 weeks with those children, I’ve changed my mind…

I found the real meaning of being loved! The children were loved by the nuns and the caregivers. They can have 3 times meal everyday, plus 2 times of snacks and fruits. They even drink milk twice a day, something that can’t get if they live with their parents.

Last Saturday, I spent 3 hours talking to the nun of my group. She told me about background of some children who need special attentions from the caregiver. Abused children, poor family, incest, learning dissabilities, and neglected children. Some of their parents do not care about them in some ways, they rarely visit their children, never pay for the school fee or living cost. The orphanage never charge the parents with certain amount of money and wishing that parents will pay as much as they could to support their own children. Half of the money given will go to the saving account which belongs to each child. The orphanage fully support the school fee, daily living cost and other expenses for the children. I found the new meaning of being loved … Those children are loved by their caregivers, put all of their past and cruelty behind.

Another lesson of giving love in this life…