Last Friday Yaw from Osu Children's Home died. I just found out last night. No one knows what he died of, probably neglect.
I am numb, probably because my body knows that if it lets me feel I won't be able to handle the pain that comes with letting it in. It will consume me.
So I will put one foot in front of the other and keep walking.
Yaw two years ago when I first met him:
Yaw last year:
Yaw this year:
"Have heart my dear
We're bound to be afraid
Even if it's just for a few days
Making up for all this mess"
Many children die without having once experienced the joy that you and others clearly brought to Yaw for brief times in his short life. Know you made an impact in some small way - it means more than you know. I love you, Aunt Jenny
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