Fund A Future

Almost one year ago to the day, I was in a hotel in Swaziland, Africa when I heard a young woman crying in a restroom. Heaving, sobbing, can’t-catch-your-breath kind of grief. The next ten minutes wrote a story on my heart … and it’s one I’m ready to tell. In a couple of weeks and after many thousands of miles of travel, I hope to find her again when I return to the hotel where she worked when I first met her. I don’t know her name but she is someone I will never forget – someone who simply wants a future and whose future, with your help, I want...