Crows

The people I meet and try to help suffer in a way that no human should. Tonight I listened as a man shared just one horror that he went through as a child. Looking in his eyes was hard.. His pain was still present over 40 years later. He told me how he ran climbed a tree and bashed his head till it bled. It was all he could do to try and numb the pain he then ran to a playground and a crow landed on his finger. He kept the crow for a month it didn't leave his side till he went back to the playground and he flew away. In that moment not one person comforted him but that crow brought him hope. Where was a person someone to hold him? Someone to care? There really are times when people have no one ...

The reason he ran to that tree is a reason the death penalty should exist. It's the reason I get so angry with this world.

All I have ever wanted is for my kids to know that no matter the trauma they endured I love then and am trying to do everything to help. I see him... older and still believing that no one cares. It breaks my heart.

It's easy to get lost in our lives of busy and stress and forget that there truly are people suffering to a degree that is unimaginable. I don't ever want to be a person that is too busy to care, too busy to look outside of myself and not help. The next time you see someone pushing a shopping cart with bottles or getting short with their children, a person wearing not as much clothing as you would, a person who won't smile or anyone other than yourself ... They are human and we all hurt and bleed blood.

It's not enough to say but there's so much good too. There isn't. There's enough awful to keep me and thousands of other people employed for life.

I guess tonight just hit me, he touched my heart....