Heartfelt Thoughts on War: Sending Love and Healing. A Tiny Story.

Jo Durocher • Mar 2022 • 1 min read

I sit here with a heavy heart, thinking about the war. I sit with heartfelt thoughts. I think of daddies turned soldiers overnight, scared children clutching mamas’ hands, frightened eyes and tearful goodbyes, homes and heirlooms left behind. I think of 19-year-old boys, same age as mine, trading life aspirations for arms and defending life instead; of crying mamas sending love and begging God to protect them. I think of the value and privilege of life, of how much pain must be buried in those who seek to destroy it. I think of conflicts around the world that escalate into horrors. I think of conflicts in my own life.  

I am sorry, for all the pain I have caused you. And I forgive you, for all the pain you have caused me. 

May these words travel far, far away into the universe and reach every single soul who needs to hear them.


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