Please help. Be a Champion for Chino.

Tonight, I learned that someone I love is going through what I would consider my worst nightmare. Tonight, I learned that a sweet little boy is in for the fight of his life. Tonight, I will ask you, whoever you are, whether you know me personally or not, to please help keep their hope alive.

Carlos Aleixo A. Nebrao was born a little over ten months ago, the third child and only son of Clarke and Cynthia Nebrao. On August 27, his dad took him to the doctor for his routine shots. But during the checkup, the doctor detected a slight murmur when listening to baby Chino's heart. By the end of the visit, Chino was diagnosed as having a condition called a severe mitral regurgitation with mild stenosis. The baby needs open-heart surgery. He needs it soon. It will cost around 1.5 million Philippine pesos.

Go back a few decades. It's 1990 and I'm entering high school in a new town, without a familiar face in sight. Cynthia, or Cynch, and I were in the same section of the freshman class. That's how we met. I don't quite remember when we first started hanging out. Even then, I wasn't the best at making new friends. Thankfully, she was and over the next four years, we shared experiences that I knew would make us friends for life.

How many mornings did we meet, before it was even light out, to ride around our mountainside town on our bikes, hers green, mine neon yellow? How many times did we climb into that city-bound bus to spend the day at the mall, looking at clothes we rarely bought, just having fun? And how many times did I seek refuge at her house, arriving at all times of the day, and sometimes night, heartbroken about something or other? I still laugh at the memory of the time we drank mass wine out of coffee cups at her house, to keep from being caught by her mom.

Our lives and choices took us in different directions after high school. Different universities, then different countries. She got married, started having beautiful babies, and embarked on a life as a missionary for Couples for Christ. Her journey took her to Africa and back to the Philippines, via several other countries. Mine took me to the US. But when we get together now, no matter how few and far between those reunions, we are those old friends still.

The last time I saw Cynch was a few weeks before she had Chino, in Washington DC. We were both pregnant but still managed to see the sights. I met her husband for the first time. We talked like two moms for the first time. Decades after we first met, we still managed to experience things that are new.

This too is another first. As a new mom, the news of Chino's condition moved me in a way that would not have been possible before I had my baby. Though I do not know exactly what they are feeling, I can imagine, all too well, what Cynch and Clarke must be going through right now.

I always took it as a matter of fact that our children would grow up as friends. The thought that Mateo and Chino might not have the chance to be what Cynch and I are...well, it breaks my heart.

So tonight, while my baby sleeps soundly in his bed upstairs, I ask you, whoever you are, to help give another baby, halfway across the world, a chance to grow up--to be a kind boy, a good man, my son's friend, and his mother's son. Chino could be all this and more. He only needs the chance to be so.

You and I can help give him that chance. If I've tugged at your heartstrings, then let me move your purse strings as well. Two million pesos is what they need. That's about $44,000. Sadly, the clock is ticking.

Please help. I know that in these economic times, giving can be difficult, but for Chino, every little bit will help. There is no real health insurance insurance in the Philippines. Most have to come up with the cash to pay for treatment. So if you have even a dollar to spare, please consider giving.

Friends of the family have set up a website to help raise money for Chino's operation. You can learn more about Chino and his condition there too.

If you've read this far, I thank you. If you decide to give, I am ever grateful. As you hug your little ones, or not-so-little ones tonight, please say a simple prayer for baby Chino, his family, and my friend.