In a letter to the newspaper ABC, a father comments that a few days before Christmas the Princess visited of form deprived to children with cancer.
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Thanks, Princess
I am a father of a girl who is sick with cancer, a violent and horrible cancer. We go a lot of time in the Hospital Niño Jesus of Madrid fighting in order that my daughter does not die. The one who has passed for this, knows about what I speak. The one who does not know it, that thanks really for not knowing the horror. The reason for which I write this letter is the following one: for dignity, because I am a Spanish citizen (pardon if this term sounds to rights or to left sides, I only am a person) and because I think that this fact must be known.
It happened a few days before Christmas Eve. One morning of so many in the hospital, one of the supervisors asked several parents if we would have disadvantage in which the Princess of Asturias was coming to greet us. We said to her that not. And this way it was, Doña Letizia Ortiz came, she greet nicely all (almost asking for pardon for believing that she might be a nuisance) and she centred on a group of children, between them my daughter. She was simply wonderful with all of them. Affectionate and nice. And during the whole morning she greeted each and every of the small patients of the floor of infantile oncology of the hospital. With the same smile and with an enormous love to all the children and to a few families that we are passing for a calvary. And you will be able to say: good, and it why it serves. The one who does this question to himself does not know what is to have a sick child, only I will say a thing to them: my daughter was immensly happy with this person called Letizia. And only for the tears of emotion of my daughter, for how she was looking at the Princess of Asturias while she was joking to make her to smile, to enjoy this smile increasingly switched off, while she was interested for her drawings, for the life, for the feelings of my girl, only because of it, I say to them that the work that the Princess of Asturias does is worth it. Quietly she came to the hospital and quietly she went away. For the principal door, without stories; without press, without stridencies. And I have waited all these days to verify, once again, that the good thing is not known: be neither from monarchies nor of republics, I am a citizen of my time, commit an outrage what happens in my country; I read newspapers, see the TV, listen to the radio. And be what is said of her, but everything what they should say be all the same. To share her time to our side, the fondness that transmitted her look to our children, the determination and the courage with that she confronts the situations through that has had to live to this person, they deserve a respect. And I want to grant it to her with these words. Thanks, Princess.
Carlos Sánchez
