12/13/2023
As he walked into the office; this strong handsome young male a little unsure and a little unsteady. I could see in his eyes that he had seen far too much in his young life.
In his eyes I saw hunger. Hunger for freedom, for change, for forgiveness, for the next step.
In his eyes I saw hope slight but still there. Hope to break free from past addiction, past mistakes, past hurts, Past failures, past broken dreams.
What I did not see in his eyes was self love, self-assuredness, self-worth, self-confidence, those have been pushed from him many years ago.
What I see in the eyes of the old, the young, the somewhere in between their stories somehow similar but very different. Stories of struggle, stories of survival, but each heart seeking to be set free —to Arise…..I wonder what would I see in your eyes?
