Wish You Better, David: A Cry That Touched My Soul

It was a heartbreaking scene when little David sat alone by the big rock, looking weak and confused. His soft eyes, once full of brightness and playfulness, seemed heavy with sadness. The rest of the troop was busy grooming, playing, and searching for food, but poor David had no one by his side. His tiny hands kept reaching out, as if hoping someone—maybe his mother—would notice his pain. Watching him struggle like that made my heart cry.

David was one of the most adorable baby monkeys in the group, gentle and always curious. But lately, something had changed. His mother had been keeping a distance from him, no longer nursing or cuddling like before. Some of the older females even pushed him away when he tried to approach. No one knew exactly why he was being ignored, but it was clear—he was not allowed to stay too close anymore.

As I watched through the lens, I wanted so badly to step in and help. His little body shivered in the wind, and he tried to curl up beside an older juvenile for warmth. But every time he moved closer, they rejected him, leaving him to sit back alone. My heart whispered, “Sorry, David… I can’t help you.” The rules of the sanctuary are strict—humans are not allowed to interfere, even when it hurts to watch.

Sometimes nature feels cruel, but it has its reasons. Perhaps David was being weaned, or maybe his mother was teaching him independence. Still, seeing him cry softly, rubbing his tiny face, made tears well up in my eyes. He was so small, so innocent, and so desperate for love.

After a long while, he finally found courage to move toward the food pile, nibbling a few pieces of fruit. Though weak, he kept trying—his little spirit shining through the sadness. It was a small moment of hope, a sign that maybe he would be okay.

Before leaving, I whispered quietly, “Wish you better, David… wish you better 1097.” The number marked the video clip, but for me, it marked a moment I’ll never forget—a moment where compassion met helplessness. Even when we can’t touch or help, love still speaks through the heart.