searching for a reason

I keep searching for a way to focus all the passion I've got. I usually fall in love, more than once in a year... but then, I gotta recognize it's not real love, just crushes... There goes my heart, crashing and crashing over and over, till it finally crashes and burns, like that Savage Garden song.
But all this things I feel inside go beyond the man-woman-and-couple-forever thought. I feel sorrow for the people suffering, and feel rage when I see things that are unfair, I also have this feeling to help people who can't defend themselves, like old people, kids, handicapped and even animals or plants.
We live in a tiny world and we are destroying it. And it worries me when I look around and see what will be the world my kid will live in. That´s why I keep on figuring out ways to help make it a better place.
Recently, I've had this strong feeling that I should do anything more to help people isolated by wars and natural disasters... and then, if it wasn't 'cause I have a kid who needs me so much, I would certainly be following Mother Teresa steps.
But... guess what? Although I don't want to get pregnant and have more kids of my own, today I got this funny feeling when I read about children without family in Middle East... what if... what if I adopt one of those kids?
I know, this is a crazy thought built out of my impulsive and ever confused feelings, but, believe this, the idea sounded so good to me that even I couldn't believe it.
As a matter of fact... is there a better proof of tolerance, respect and love for other people's beliefs and cultures than taking for yourself one of those kids and raise him?
Just a thought... time and God's Will in my life will help me out, whatever may be the choice, wether it is to find another way to help, or falling in so deep with this feeling that I finally end up giving my kid an adopted brother.
If there's any thing I could say to my readers, is to find your own way to help this world be a better place, for us, for our kids...