Love Survives

Besides myself -this ONE item survived my chaotic active addiction. Christmas time 1987 I was 22 years old, I was wanted by “the law”, & was a strung out junkie with a 5 year old child in tow, under the Elevated train at Kensington & York street in Philly. I looked up and saw this 34 inch statue in a store window along with my dismal reflection -a reminder of Love reached out and touch a cold dead heart that cold December day. Feeling and giving Love is no longer a shadow of what once was. -We are resilient so reach for Love no matter what!📕www.recoveryjournals.org📕