There are times when God asks us to be vulnerable to help others see. For me, this is one of those times. "I need a mommy!" mumbled the child through tears walking up and down the hallway. Over and over, it was all she could say, the only thought that seemed to answer the hurt inside her wounded heart. "I need a mommy! I need a mommy! I need a mommy!" she repeated as she sucked her finger for comfort. She is about three-years old. So confused and lost, but she knew what she was missing. A mommy to her would be someone to take care of her, someone to love her, someone to belong to...but where, where could Mommy be found? Let me explain a little. Children raised in broken or abusive home lack security and attachment. A mother provides this as she embraces her child and gently pats her back or when she lovingly gazes in her baby's eyes. Tender times like these are vital to proper brain development. Without them the brain does not allows chemicals t...