Abuse Lingers

While traveling this week I visited an abuse shelter for women and children. I woke up this morning thinking of those little faces, I can’t get them out of my mind. A 5 year with post traumatic stress disorder makes me sick to my stomach. This little guy saw one too many hits, heard one too many put downs or commands or orders. There were many people dropping off toys and clothes for the shelter, but none of those things can fix what was allowed to break and what is really broken….