There are so few things that really break me.
This picture shatters me into a million pieces.
My daughters laid here.
Day in and day out they laid here.
But my babies had someone come for them.
Why can't they all have someone coming for them?
Why did I spend so many years with my heart hardened to them?
What have I missed blindly living for me?
I printed this picture out to keep on my desk.
I don't want to forget.
I don't want my heart to grow cold to the reality of this picture.
Millions of children everywhere are without a family.
Millions of children just need one momma to say yes to welcoming them home.
Could you be that one?