Images like this make me appreciate what I have to the point where I cannot leave a morsel of food in my plate knowing that there are children out there that would die for it, literally.
My blog isn’t a true reflection of who I am. It only reflects some light on the darkness that lurks within me. It reflects my struggles for purpose and understanding. It reflects hints of my passion. It reflects suggestions of who I am and who I yearn to be. But it is not entirely me.