Being an adoptive mother of 5, all of which were born either alcohol or drug affected- I can't help but see the reality here. Not all "choose" their paths. I know that some do, but being mom to those born into a bad situation makes me feel much more compassionate than I would have been 15 years ago. I see these people and wonder how I can prevent my brain damaged children from walking this path. So many unanswered questions. These photos certainly provoke deep thoughts.
This is a great shot with literal and symbolic contrasts. Some choose the life, drugs and alcohol chooses it for others and these days some of "us" are finding themselves there, thinking what happened? It does remind you to be prudent, build a cushion and hope its enough. Linda S
We may be strong one day, but the next we may find ourselves giving in to the twists and turns of life. No more strength and desire to fight and go on. How I wish I can know life better.
Cathy
07-Apr-2009 04:38
On one hand I feel pity for the poor man. But then we have to remember to work hard and build a good life. Some could look at the man with the cell and think " Oh just look at him with all he has and the poor man has nothing...what a jerk". I look at it and say...I wont let this happen to me.