Gaza Poets Society has shared many beautiful poems over the years. Yesterday their message was a stark and anguished plea:
"Save our children"
What else is left to say? How can we go on in a world where children are willfully being sniped at and starved to death. I hope we can let the food waiting outside the Israeli blockade get through before it is too late. Everything else can wait.
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Big A is so much better (fingers firmly crossed) and a good thing too, because he's back at work tonight. I think he could do with at least a couple more days off work, but he's on the schedule. "I exist to make a profit for the hospital's shareholders," is how he explained it to me.
Pic: I took Nance's advice and took A to spend some time with trees... Things have been so nerve-racking, we've barely been outside together.
6 comments:
I also hope the food can get through.
So glad A is feeling better! And being outside is so healing in itself. xo
Take care.
Trees and dogs. What could be better? I hope he feels better and that work doesn't set him back.
Rick and I are overcome with the scenes out of Gaza. Nothing can justify it. Nothing.
It just keeps getting worse and worse in Gaza, as time and lives slip away. It makes me feel so helpless...
I'm glad A is better, even if more rest would have been nice.
So glad things are looking up for Big A. And I hear you on Gaza. It's beyond heartbreaking.
I’m glad big A is feeling better!! What a relief. The situation in Gaza is terribly sad.
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