To think of the hand wringing we do about not being good enough parents because our kids eat junk food, or we’re sometimes too tired to take them out and let them have a day of screen time, or we said no to a new pair of trainers when the old ones still fit.
how lucky my children are, even though I’m not always perfect. and how heartbreakingly, unthinkably awful some children have short, painful, terrifying lives.
that poor child 😢 he deserved so much more