If you could see the slide show in my brain...

If you could see the slide show in my brain, you would see dozens of shades of green covering mountaintops and hillsides. You would see homes made of tarps, tin and wood and children playing in the dirt. If you could see this slide show, you would see brilliant hues of purple, blue and pink that adorn homes, buildings and clothing. If you watched this show, you would notice kindness embracing poverty, homes of scraps surrounded by tropical fauna, and illiteracy masked by skilled labor. You would watch high heels sink into mud with grace and determination, and witness people with so little giving with abundance.

If you could see all of this, I wouldn't be so frustrated that my words cannot relay what I want them to. I wouldn't feel like my pictures aren't enough and my videos a mere insight into what the eye and mind actually behold. If you could be in my brain, you would know that I simply don't know how to communicate my great fortune and you would know that I constantly wonder how I happened upon this life of privilege.