Dring the Iraq war a deployed friend sent me this picture. It has stuck with me for a very long time.
It is hard to see and invision the thoughts going through this little girls head. Bullet holes in the window in front of bars.
I take this to heart this morning on basically lock down in my own home. But I have comforts not desolation. I have hope that one day this will end and humanity will wake up. This is the one beautiful life we are given. But right now there is little to no beauty.
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