You’ll never be the same

 Some books I trudge through.  Others I can steadily read.  Very few I devour.   After seeing Invisible Children I felt so uneducated, motivated and hungry to learn more.  My passion was ignited and I read everything I could get my hands on about child soldiers in Africa, modern day slavery, and the war-torn nations of Uganda and Sudan.  I read with ardor.  With fervor.  And with hope.  The hope and yearning … Continue reading You’ll never be the same