Waking into Target this evening where I was greeted by three employees and one guest who had apparently stole something. As the three employees tackled the young man in his early 20's at my feet, I asked myself how his life got to where it was. Laying on the ground struggling to get away, I wondered if he had anyone in his life that showed him they cared. Knowing that his night would be spent in jail with no hope, no idea of how his life would end up.
I wondered if someone would have reached out to him in his days of development as a young teen if his life would have been different. These are the thoughts that make my mind wander.