Completed my painting. Perhaps I should have called it “torn” or “brokenness.” Keep our world’s babies caught up in systems or simply lost close to your heart.
With all the noise from neglectful or abusive parents, caregivers, attorneys, judges and teachers, how can a child hear their own thoughts over the sound waves bombarding their senses? Throw in emotions and fragile dreams. Breaking through all the noise to be heard is overwhelming and requires the bravest of young souls. Root for children without voice! Vote! Volunteer! Speak kindly!