One year ago today I got this photo of Mr. Littles.
One year ago the social worker at my agency called me in the middle of the afternoon and said she had some information for us, did I want her to send me the referral? We got 5 photos and a very lean medical and personal file. Very lean. Holt's not so big on the getting of information.
In this photo Mr. Littles is 11 days old. And very very little. Very. He was, quite literally, starving.
My sweet, chubby Little Babes.
I've spent time around other starving babies. When I was in Haiti I met the most malnourished little slip of a baby. My heart still hurts for her.
But this time, it's different.
This time it is my dearest babe.
And that's why I quit using the word "starving" to describe a state of hunger.
While I am prone to hyperbole and exaggeration, it's an epidemic that deserves reverence.