All night I see how closely the parents cling to their children, accepting to sleep in the most difficult positions as they find the best way to hold their child. I watch them and admire them, but the in the case of the children I am sure will die, it seems so unfair that the children are slipping away from such tender arms. The last arms to hold them are mine, as I place them in the crematorium
My God, that just rips your heart right out and this part

The last arms to hold them are mine, as I place them in the crematorium
I couldn't control my tears anymore. What a wonderful man he is to be able to care for them from beginning to the end and having to do such a hard deed as placing a small child's body in the crematorium after fighting so hard to save that child's life.. God will surely bless Fr Rick for what he is doing over there and that has to be where he gets his strength to do such things and see all the sadness he sees every day.