I try to wrap my mind around the suffering resulting from the tsunami in the Indian Ocean, and I just can't. It's all I can do to think about the suffering of just one person, one mother or one father who has lost one child. Even that seems beyond bearable to me.
I try. I imagine myself wearing a hijab or a sari, lifting the end of it and holding it over my nose and mouth to blunt the smell of decay, stumbling through the debris searching for my small child, terrified of what I might find.
I imagine myself as a small child stumbling through the debris, falling and skinning my knees, getting up again, crying, searching for mommy or daddy or a brother or a sister...
I try multiplying that by tens of thousands, and I just can't take it in, the suffering this has caused. My mind shuts down.
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