Last night was a hard night. Seeing the aftermath of a mentally challenged child the size of a four year old who's had the shit beat out of him by an adult took the wind out of my sails. While I want to question the good of humanity as a whole when this kind of tragedy happens, I have to remind myself that for every evil psychopath out there are multitudes of us who value the lives of others. That, at least, was evidenced by the loving strokes and gentle reassurance passed on to this confused and broken little one by everyone around.
Things like this make me appreciate the blessings God has given me: three happy, healthy little boys.
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Ugh. I don't know how you do that!
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