Reflecting on the Israel-Gaza situation has heightened my awareness of the things I often take for granted—freedom, water, safety, and more. Amidst the crisis, I found myself passing the L.A. River, a place I had habitually overlooked. However, one day, as I drove by, the sight of light reflecting on the river caught my attention. This simple yet profound moment compelled me to stop, step out of my car, and immerse myself in the scene.

In that moment, the river transformed into more than just a waterway; it became a metaphor for hope, particularly for the children caught in the midst of the conflict. The continuous flow of the river, its dynamic essence, encapsulated a yearning for positive change and renewal—a desire for a secure journey to safety for these innocent lives.