I am for the child who lived in motels, cars and shelters.  The child who now stands in the entryway of a group foster home.  Clutching a makeshift suitcase.  A garbage bag.  That is the child I am for.  And because I am, he will be half as likely to languish in foster care, and that much more likely to find a safe, permanent home.  I am a volunteer child advocate. 

I am you.