Thanksgiving?

starvation

Saleh Hassan al-Faqeh holds the hand of his four-month-old daughter, Hajar, who died of malnutrition at the al-Sabeen hospital in Sanaa, Yemen, Nov. 15, 2018.  “She was like skin on bones, her body was emaciated,” he said.  Hajar was one of thousands of Yemeni children suffering from malnutrition in a country that has been pushed to the brink of famine by more than three years of war.  (Source: Father mourns baby who died of starvation in Yemen, ABC News, November 15, 2018)


Who can imagine hunger who has never experienced it, even for one day?

~ May Sarton, The House by the Sea: A Journal

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  1. Reblogged this on tabletkitabesi.

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  2. And it is happening in our world. Little children are helpless.

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  3. this rips my heart out. this should never happen.

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  4. It seems that everywhere one turns at the moment, there is suffering…the ‘caravan’ coming through Mexico, Syria, Yemen, the Congo, California, Chicago. My heart is heavy….

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    • Yes, Lori. And even in hospitals, sanctuaries they should be, in first world countries like Chicago. Hard not for the mind to fall into darkness.

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      • Exactly…hospitals, schools, theaters, clubs. It’s heartbreaking, and just so senseless.

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        • In general, it doesn’t feel like the light is making a lot of progress…Fear, against all odds, leads to community, to bravery and right action, and these give us hope. We can change. People say we can’t, but we do when the stakes or the pain is high enough. And when we do, life can change. It offers more of itself when we agree to give up our busyness.What comforts us is that, after we make ourselves crazy enough, we can let go inch by inch into just being here; every so often, briefly. There is flow everywhere in nature — glaciers are just rivers that are moving really, really slowly — so how could there not be flow in each of us? Or at least in most of us? When we detach or are detached by tragedy or choice from the tendrils of identity, unexpected elements feed us. There is weird food in the flow, like the wiggly bits that birds watch for in tidal channels. Protein and greens are obvious food, but so is buoyancy, when we don’t feel as mired in the silt of despair.

          ~ Anne Lamott, Almost Everything: Notes on Hope (Riverhead Books; October 16, 2018)

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  5. Reblogged this on It Is What It Is and commented:
    DON’T LOOK AWAY … THIS IS A RESULT OF THE WAR ON YEMEN, SAUDI LED, AMERICAN BACKED!!
    ‘Saleh Hassan al-Faqeh holds the hand of his four-month-old daughter, Hajar, who died of malnutrition at the al-Sabeen hospital in Sanaa, Yemen, Nov. 15, 2018. “She was like skin on bones, her body was emaciated,” he said. Hajar was one of thousands of Yemeni children suffering from malnutrition in a country that has been pushed to the brink of famine by more than three years of war.’

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  6. This ….. Seeing that photo, reading …… It breaks my heart. And the title…. I can’t even say anything…. too much bile rushing up…. such sadness, helplessness. Feel that all our donations left, right and center will NEVER be enough

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  7. Just so unfair on so many levels 😦

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  8. Maybe before we sit down to our Thanksgiving laden tables we could go out today or tomorrow and donate food to the local food bank or family in need. We can’t solve the world’s hunger problems, but we can do something.

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  9. Heartbreaking, in so many ways.
    It’s senseless that with all the riches in the world, this could still be happening, and in a hospital, no less.

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  10. I always have such difficulty pressing the “Like” button in posts like this … it’s just so heart wrenching to know and see that their are such atrocities in our world. Happy Thanksgiving to you, David …

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