Troubled

I can remember a day when the kids all looked the same to me... then I remember when It was just all the strange names that seemed the same, but as the friendships have grown so has the individuality of each precious child... that is what makes it so hard when A call starts of with ..."You know _____"
I hesitated to write this post, but I feel we need to share the good and the bad. I received word yesterday that a young friend of our had attempted to commit suicide. He had got himself a rope, then climbed to the roof of the orphanage... Another young girl we know had tried to stop him, but could not hold him back... she finally ran for bigger help, and the security guard arrived just in time to cut the rope that was hanging him. We are so fortunate that he survived this time.

The first question is why would he do that... I was there the day he had arrived at the orphanage with his little brother... I have seen just a glimpse of the pain that he has faced, and I guess the question of why is the wrong one... the real question is why NOT.... We try so hard to present HOPE to them. to give them a reason why NOT... but try as we might, every now and then, we miss the mark...

Today I sent him a letter telling him how much we loved him and cared about him, I reminding him of all the good times that we have had, and to let him know that we loved him so much, and also told him that I will be back soon, and we will have a good visit then...


He shared with Anya that he just felt that there was no one that loved him... today when she read him the letter to him he began to cry... My poor boy has such a hard life ahead of him. If I had not seen and experienced it before, I would lose hope myself... This is one of those lives where we need to continue to Make A Difference.