I think one of the biggest blessings, and something that has helped me get through this terrible time, is that when I was 21 I went home with my BFF from college.
She was from India.
I was young and didn't realize how bad this was going to be. Starving people who literally died in the streets. Lepers who came up begging and quietly touched me with their stumps.
Women with half-dead babies in their arms. My friend was from the highest class and wouldn't allow me to give them any money--they were the lowest class and in her mind they needed to die to come back as something better. See, they had to have been bad people in one of their past lives to have come back in such a lowly class.
I had not yet formed my very STRONG opinion that this is utter nonsense. Those poor people. One in particular has haunted me, but I won't go into details. It's gruesome.
My husband filing for D and all the horrers that come with it???
Nothing compared to watching your children starve in front of your eyes.
I now volunteer for Hospice and hope some day I am left with enough to get by so that I can do mission work.
It's like a "silence of the lambs" kind of thing--I hope to stop the "screaming", or in my case, not be haunted by some of those images.
Most of the world has it worse off than anyone on these boards. There are so many positives to focus on. Food, assistance, friends--so, so, SO many!!
