Last week was difficult, I heard one too many horror stories. I don't always know where that line is (the line between being able to live in hope and not being able to sleep or function well) but I crossed it last week. Slavery is so very ugly.
I left the office one day and asked myself, why do I do this? The answer came. It was small but clear; because I know what Love looks like.
Love is when a little girl who used to sit in the corner outside a safehome and pour dirt over her body runs up to you arms akimbo laughing and chattering in Thai.
Love is when a child has no memory of being raped because a prevention program did its job.
Love is watching a girl sing and play guitar when not that long ago she threw herself out of a fourth story brothel because escape was going to happen one way or another.
Love looks like the abolition movement that we are all a part of. I see it in your emails, and in your action.
Love is the power that will end slavery.
Stephen Baldwin decided to leave the reality show I'm a celebrity get me out of here due to health concerns (if you would like to read more about it, go here).
Love146 is grateful for the awareness that came from Stephen's effort on the show. There are so many more people that know the story of 146, her story, because of what Stephen did.
Love looks like a little girl standing behind glass with a number pinned to her chest, sold as a slave and still being able to say "you don't own me" through her eyes.
The Love story continues. That's reality.