A Mother's Sorrow
I stumbled across a memorial service.
A group of people had gathered to release balloons...
for the children of Gaza.
The ones who have died.
When I think about the children who are victims of the grievences of adults...
I think about my own children.
I could not imagine losing one of them to the quarrel of anyone over anything.
All children should be protected from being hurt I think.
I imagine the pain of any mother on any side of any conflict who loses a child.
It is an unimaginable grief.
I wonder sometimes if mothers had all the power if conflicts and quarrels would be resolved differently.
I've held the hand of a mother who stood by the coffin of her son whose life was taken by a katusha rocket.
It's a scene I'd never want to see replayed.
Every soldier killed is some mother's son.
Every child that dies is some mother's child.
When I think of sorrow I think of those mothers.