There are children coming to the world without even a name. And there's a man who decided that none of them should face the last days of life alone.
When Mohamed Bzeek left Libya to move to the United States he was a young engineering student and a passionate marathon. He would never have imagined that his life would take a completely different direction.
Together with his wife Dawn began to welcome children in distress. With the passing of the years, however, the two made a decision that almost no one would dare to take.
Open their house exclusively to children suffering from terminal diseases.
They were children that many families, for fear or for the weight of such great suffering, could not accept.
Many came directly from the hospital.
There was no name on some documents. Only a few words: "Baby Boy" or "Baby Girl."
Mohamed was unacceptable.
The first thing he did was pick a name for that baby.
Because every life deserves to be recognized, called and remembered.
Then everything else came: a room, a crib, caresses, attentions and someone willing to hold them in their arms when the pain became too big.
In the years, ten children died in his arms.
None of them died without being loved.
The authorities of the county of Los Angeles told that Mohamed was the only foster parent willing to welcome children to whom very little life was left. Without him, many would spend their last days in a hospital bed without the warmth of a family.
His story reminds us that there are people who can choose the most difficult path not because it is simple, but because someone has to walk through it.
Sometimes true heroism is not about saving a life.
It consists in making that, until the last moment, that life knows the meaning of love.