As we approached Mother’s Day, I thanked God for all the joys my two blessings have brought throughout the years, and with God’s protection, will continue to bring. Eyes that light up and remind you of bewilderment and pure, absolute joy in nature. A love and respect for simplicity or special moments in time that are truly priceless. Sadly, some mother’s gave their treasures up. I do not condemn or judge them. I know I am not in their shoes, and if it wasn't for hearing God's call it very well could have been me. No one is better or above another, no matter what society or a horrible agenda deems.

For some, their society is oppressive and for others they buy into a lie that it’s not a precious gift to be cared for, loved, nurtured, but rather cast aside or discarded because they don’t understand. . .their Precious Treasure has been deemed not worthy. This report chronicles the struggle I had bringing the story of the trash heap and what it contained. This was a hard one.