
Today I looked at photographs of dead people. Dead children. Why? Because, if you will pardon the expression, I needed a kick in the balls. A reminder that the entire world is not the paradise that I live in.
I felt helpless but I am not. I can help a little. Feeling helpless and choosing to be helpless are two different things.
I went to a website that is filled with hope. It showed how very little can be used to do so much.
I gave a little money and will try to remember to make it a regular activity.