Project Senehasa Phase II: Honoring the Unsung Heroines

In the quiet corners of hospital wards, where strength is measured in sleepless nights and love is spelled in sacrifices, there are heroes who ask for nothing—the mothers of children battling cancer.  

While the world moves on, these women remain—unshakable, unseen. They trade their comfort for hospital chairs, their dreams for test results, their rest for whispered lullabies in the dark. They are the steady hands that hold IV lines, the silent shoulders that absorb tears, the weary hearts that keep beating for their children when their own strength runs thin.  

This Mother’s Day, we set out to do one simple thing: to see them.  

Through Project Senehasa Phase II, we reached out with small tokens—a tote bag, an umbrella, fabric for a dress, hair oil, soap, a hair clip, a pair of earrings, an underskirt, sanitary pads, and a card of appreciation—not as gifts, but as love letters. A way to say:  

We notice you.  

We honor you.  

Your love does not go unseen.  

Because a mother’s devotion should never be invisible.  


The Weight of Unspoken Love

These women carry burdens no one should bear alone—financial strain, exhaustion, the crushing fear of an uncertain future—yet they do it without complaint. They put their own needs last, their identities fading into the background as they become caregivers first, women second.  

But they deserve more than endurance. They deserve to be celebrated.  

This project was our way of pausing—just for a moment—to recognize the enormity of their love. To remind them that they are not just mothers, not just warriors, but cherished. That their sacrifices matter. That they, too, deserve tenderness.  


Why This Matters

Too often, society applauds strength but overlooks the people who embody it every single day. These mothers don’t ask for praise, but that doesn’t mean they shouldn’t receive it.  

When we honor them, we do more than offer kindness—we restore a piece of their humanity. We say:  

You are not alone in this fight.  

Your love is witnessed.  

Your heart is valued.


A Call to See, to Love, to Remember


To every mother who has ever held her child through pain: We see you.  

To every mother who has swallowed her own fears to whisper, "It’s okay": We honor you.  

To every mother who wonders if anyone notices her silent battles: We do.  


This project was a beginning—not just an act of giving, but a promise. A promise to keep seeing, to keep remembering, to keep standing beside these women who give everything and ask for nothing.  

Because no love should ever go unnoticed.  

Written by : Rtr. Oshadi Malshika


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