Please stop and listen to our painful story and help me save the family 🇵🇸🇵🇸
Help me get my father and mother out and secure their lives
The story of my father and mother who suffered from illness and lived under the wall of a tent
“The tent was their only shelter. Its winter wall was made of threadbare fabric that did not protect them from the cold or summer heat. Inside, they were lying on a thin mattress, two defeated bodies suffering from diabetes and high blood pressure. They woke up every day to the sound of chronic pain and dreams. That relaxes with every breath.
Yehuda Amichai, from Selected Poetry of Y. Amichai; “Poems for a Woman,”
the shards stick into my skin
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- Sylvia Plath
It's better this way
I love my solitude but I was made to be a lover
“as you get older, you realize that you’re not always right and there’s so many things you could’ve handled better, so many situations where you could’ve been kinder and all you can really do is forgive yourself and let your mistakes make you a better person.”
— Unknown