Mom – Day 93
I can’t sleep again. I have been up since 3 am. I know that I am a bit antsy about Ramadan. I can’t imagine living in a country that is at war. I can’t imagine how people cope surrounded by fear and death for so long. I imagine they cope because our instincts are for survival. Since I can’t sleep I am going back to that website of the Afghan Women Writers and I will read some more of their stories and poems. Afghanistan is not the only country in turmoil; how sad it is to live in a place that must where one must always expend their energy just to survive.
I love you Zach