HE’S LEARNING HOW TO TRUST AGAIN
There was a time when Punch didn’t trust anything.
Not the world.
Not the others around him.
Not even the space he lived in.
He held onto a toy…
not because he loved it—
but because it was the only thing that stayed.
But now… something is changing.
Slowly.
Gently.
He leans closer to his new caretaker.
He stays near.
He doesn’t pull away as quickly.
And in those small, quiet moments…
you can see it.
Trust.
Not loud.
Not sudden.
But real.
Because trust isn’t given all at once.It’s built… piece by piece…
through patience, safety, and someone who refuses to leave.
