The helplessness is overwhelming.
I can barely breathe as I write this. But it has to come out, even if there are a million tears on the keyboard and Kleenex surrounding the computer.
I am horrified beyond belief… beyond even words… about the bombing of the convoy carrying food, aid and medical supplies to Aleppo… which has been isolated by attacks/bombs/struggles between so many factions of governments and military organizations I cannot even remotely keep up with it all.
The Syrian Red Crescent was escorting the convoy.
The graphic footage in SkyNews shows the enormity of the attacks on the convoy.
Another convoy, destined for Homs, Syria, was also attacked, their medical supplies being taken (stolen) first, then they were bombed.
I am lost as to what to do with this pain in my heart. I sat sobbing, rocking myself, wailing and streaming incoherent words to my fawn over the phone. He helped me catch my breath by breathing with me. But what does that do to help the world?
I can only write out some of the pain. It is the only thing I can do at the moment.
I am so very lost.