today i can't stop thinking about the pain of others. i can't stop the anxiety of a world of hurt, pain, violence and conflict. i can't stop thinking about mothers, torn from their babies. mothers, wondering how they will protect their babies through the night, through the day. i can't stop thinking about the pain of loss. the unknown. the fear.
how did i end up here? so blessed. every advantage. safety. protection. freedom.
how can i complain? how can i whine and wince at the so-called-misery in my life?
i know no misery. i know no pain. no suffering. i am privileged.
my boys are safe in their home. they are protected. they will not be torn from their beds tonight, forced into slavery, fighting, war. they will not be bombed. they will not be raped, they will not be brutally tortured.
they will go to school. they will vote. they will have a voice.
i am blessed.
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