They say that a picture is worth a thousand words. The pictures that I saw at the gallery spoke to me in ways that remind me how lucky I am to be where I am today. Seeing the pictures of those kids back in Africa with burns from all the branding just stopped my heart. It made me remember all of the kids back in the Philippines that are unfortunate enough to not even have a family or a warm home to go to. Especially now with because of the typhoon that hit. Seeing all of those people with nothing got me to cry. What made me feel hope was the strength my people back home had. They didn’t ask “Why me?” or “Where is God?”. They were praying to God for help and helped each other out, neighbor helping neighbor and stranger helping stranger. As long as there is hope, everything will get better in the long run.