Solomon
My (foster) son. This was taken one of the first days he was at the orphanage. He was just turning 5 months at the time (Born in August 2006), but was severely malnourished. He's tiny in this picture, if you can tell or not. He couldn't move by his own power the first day at all. The 2nd day, he could move his legs, but couldn't lift them.
His story: His father died in a diamond pit that collapsed before Solomon was born. His mother died when he was 3 months old of an illness. And he never took her milk, so he hadn't had milk for the first 5 months of his life!! His grandfather who took care of him after his mother's death, was only a poor farmer himself and could only give him a native type of cornmeal stuff...and not a lot of it either. So after about a month, he walked the approximately 40 miles to Bo where the orphanage is to find an orphanage to take care of Solomon. Through some blessed circumstances, I was asked to be his foster mother at the orphanage. I admit I was VERY overwhelmed to begin with though, but I wouldn't trade the experience.