There is probably one person in all of our lives that we loved very deeply....and something happened that exposed their inhumanity. A person can do a thousand good deeds and one very despicable one can tip the scale to the bad....maybe even to the unforgiveable. While forgiveness is a wonderful thing to do....the feeling that remains is one of mistrust and if the event is bad enough...look out for a delayed reaction...a post traumatic stress kind of response.
There is a long journey ahead for the children I am writing about today. They were overexposed to the sordid way of life where life had no meaning and violence was a way of life. They live in a country that has been invaded more than it has been free. I cried with them today....for the lost of their mothers and fathers, for the lost of their childhood....and for the loss of their innocence. I grieve with them....for I immerse myself so totally in their lives that I feel as if I breathe the same air. I smell the gunfire and watch them struggle with their makeshift artificial limbs. And I watch, strangers cradle them in their arms telling them...."everything will get better," when the truth is...these giving outsiders know that they will never again be whole.
Interesting...
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