The Congo, Zimbabwe, Greece, Iraq... Why them? Why not me, why not "us"? Reading the news these days leaves me feeling sad and puzzled; I think more so just now because my personal life is so happy that it is bordering on bliss - yet I look out at the world and see the pain and misery of so many it makes my heart hurt. There IS no logic, no pattern that I can see. There is hope, there is always hope but I think for a mother in the
Congo or Darfur ravaged by war or Zimbabwe ravaged by cholera it is not a real thing.