Close your eyes and imagine you have nothing.

Nothing to call yours,

nothing to hold onto,

nothing to remind your self of who you are.

Living in the daily motions of a life that you didn't choose to live in.

Believing that you will never rise up to be anything.

To be a leader,

A school teacher,

Or

  someone's friend.

Eventually being so wrapped up in the daily motions of life

to not know what love is.

What kindness is.

What beauty is.

What gratitude is.

Then one day someone changes that.

Give's you a home,

but most importantly...

Give's you your self back.

Not knowing that people all around the world actually care about you.

They cant give you much,

but what they can give you,

is you...

Someone you don't even know is re creating who you are.

Opening you eyes to the beauty of your self.

Becoming friends with you emotionally.

Creating a bond with you that's irreplaceable.

Making a memory.

The memory project.

Giving a child a smile on their face,

and

something to call theirs.

A portrait created of them selves just for them selves only.

Giving them something to hold onto.

Your identity is all you have.

Its what makes you,

you.