I’m virtually running on autopilot now.

Exhausted. Fatigue ~ Physically. Mentally.

It’s hard to describe how I feel right now. I was at a shelter home for abused and neglected children in Cheras this afternoon. Looking at how they were abandoned, it’s hard not to feel that the world seems to have a vengence against these children, and every other children like them.

Yet, when I see them, I feel a sense of hope. These children are like a white sheet of paper, and we are there not to draw and write on their paper, but to teach them to fill that papers with their own colourful drawings, and wonderful words. Cliche, but true.

It will be hard, but we will try to build a long term connection with them, rather than abandon them and move on with our lives after few visits. This is what they need, care and attention, rather than just material goods. It was apparent, because some of them just lighted up and couldn’t stop talking when we started to warm up with them. For us, we are there to give them what we can afford, our time.