whether they are hiding in the room down the hall or lost on the streets across town or captive in the woods of Nigeria.
I am afraid of the world I live in.
What have I done to create it? What have I done to change it? What will I leave behind when I am gone? Have I done all that was asked of me?
Did I leave all that I touched more beautiful?
Did I love enough, laugh enough, share enough, believe enough?
Was I enough?
I will continue to try...for her, and because of her.