Let me start off this
post by saying that I have a soft heart. I certainly don’t look like that, but
those who know me well know this is true. I feel for humans and animals in need
and I make a conscious effort to try and help in any way possible. I am lucky
enough to have been born into a safe 1st world country and a family
that doesn’t struggle and if I can do a bit to make someone’s life better, I
will do it.
The level of impact
that sad stories have on me has multiplied by a hundred since I’ve had my
little man. I feel much more grief for children who live in fear or poverty and for
families that cannot afford what we consider normal everyday necessities. And
above all, my heart breaks for parents who lose their children.
