One of my favorite reality TV shows is The Biggest Loser. I enjoy the creative competitions, last-chance workouts, and of course the drama of the weigh-in. But what fascinates me most might be lost on the majority of viewers. Every once in a while there will be an occasion when a contestant has a private conversation about their weight issues with one of the trainers. There are usually tears flowing as the trainer probes the depths of the contestant’s soul, attempting to get at the cause of a lifetime of unhealthy behaviors. In the middle of all the made-for-TV drama, if you listen closely, you will hear them answer.
My parents divorced. I was molested. My mom was a drug addict. No one cared about me. I was abandoned.
Now THAT is reality. Reality is that some kids have a childhood full of pain and loss. Reality is that some kinds of adversity screw you up. Reality is that surviving childhood does not guarantee a clean slate into adulthood.
Want to know more? Stay tuned for the next episode…
Humankind cannot bear very much reality. ~T.S. Eliot
Deb, Thank you for not turning a blind eye to our children. The reality of their plight is so painful that many choose not to see. When we make them our responsibility….every one of us….their reality will be changed.
Can’t we all bear a little heartache to help an innocent child? “I could never do that…….I could never love them and watch them leave……” I can, I have, and I will over and over again. My feelings are so much less important than their own……….my heart can break wide open so that their little hearts can be made whole again.
Foster one…adopt one…help one…love one…………until there are none.
Well said!!!