e morning while I’m getting ready for work。 Although I am not in front of the TV； I am listening to it。 One morning I heard a newscaster reporting about a young girl named Alexis； and I immediately went to the TV to see if she was talking about my Alexis from the blood bank。 She was。
Alexis had lost her battle with cancer； and my heart broke。 As I sat with tears running down my face； I listened to Alexis’s story； and the legacy6 she left behind。 I wasn’t surprised to hear what an extraordinary child Alexis was； because I saw it in her eyes when I saw her photograph at the blood bank。 She had the most angelic face； and a smile that was so full of joy and courage； that she endeared herself to me instantly。
It was no coincidence that I learned of Alexis’s life and death that morning。 She was an angel now； and she saw the big picture； and knew it was important for me to know that what I was doing by giving blood may not seem like a big thing to me； but it was to her； and it is to all the children who are still fighting the fight like she did。
I never met this wonderful child； never touched her； but she surely touched me。 Her spirit went right to my soft spot； and I will never forget her。 I like to think she is a great friend to my daughter on the other side； and they are happy； healthy； laughing and playing like little girls should。
My therapist is always telling me that even though I do something that doesn’t take much of my time； effort or money； it doesn’t mean that what I do has no value。 Every little thing we do to help another has value to the one who needs it； so I encourage you all to do what you can。 A dollar here； a dollar there； a minute here； a minute there； a gesture here； a gesture there will all add up。
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