It seeks to dispel some of the frustrating, suffering that goes on here.

I try not to get concerned with that. I try to keep in here and now, keep the child in here and now and be there for the family, musically and emotionally.

Children come in, kids sign in, get blood drawn and go on to treatment area. That finger stick room dictates what happens that day.

You can just imagine dad feeling overwhelmingly anxious -- they both got into this kind of lull and that is the hope, what you wanna do. That's, you know, the baby to feel that the father is calm, the mother is calm, there is safety there, there is security there.

To put the shaker in his hand and then to get him to shake on his own, I think it was empowering for him and also empowering for parent.

The epitome of our life force turns on the seam where our tempered idealistic expectations meet the annealed exigencies fueling the cataclysm of a pressing personal crisis. Many of us do not decipher who we are and what we truly cherish until we experience the terror of an inconsolable loss. Failure and suffering lead to self-scrutiny.