Read. Watch the video. I'm torn between letting my admiration of Irene's tenacity keep my own hope alive and just falling to the floor, weeping forever and wondering what it is we do.
Whether my philosophy of life shapes who I am, or the other way around, my perception of the world matters. It matters deeply.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Mending Irene
Irene's infectious smile belied struggles that most of us would never survive. She didn't let kidnap and torture and endless war keep her down. I don't know her whole story. But I know that watching a video about her has opened a hole in me. I cannot fathom what humankind is allowing ourselves to do to...ourselves.
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