I am not unaware or disengaged with the fact that there are terrible, horrific and extremely depressing things happening every second of every day in every part of the world. I am a very emotional human. I used to think that if I kept my emotions bottled up, that it meant I was stronger than those that cried or showed their stress. I’ve learned over time how idiotic that thought process was, and I’ve accepted that I am a human and that it’s okay to feel. A lot. To the surprise of many, I cry pretty frequently. I’m easily affected by events that happen to myself and others. So simply add to my already natural inclination to be emotional two kids and a husband, and I’m essentially a ticking time bomb for an emotional outburst.
The point of this wasn’t to write about myself, but to preface how I innately react to things. Basically, I’m not dealing very well at all with a lot of the current events in the world, but more specifically the refugees from Syria- and mostly the children. They have no safety in their lives, and they’re escaping danger through even more danger. I am devastated. I’ve been crying for days thinking about children that are brought into the world, but will never experience the beautiful innocence of childhood. There isn’t food or water, a safe place to play and sleep, or even a family to stay with. I can’t describe my overwhelming despair for the father of Aylan Kurdi. He lost both of his children and his wife trying to get them a better life. The picture of his son’s body on the shore has become embedded in my brain and my soul.
I need to help in some way. I don’t know how I can yet, but I decided that making a fund for donations that will go directly to charity is a start. I picked Save The Children. 50% of the refugees are under 18 years old. Please donate if you can and if you can’t, please share this post or my gofundme page. I will be forever grateful.