June 18, 2009
Fast day 2
I’m hungry and a bit bitchy today. Couldn’t sleep last night as empty stomach makes for noisy head. Noisy with petty concerns and vivid memories of times I have let down the people I love most. Funny, how when we are not “stuffing” our emotions with food, we are faced with icky feelings that we’d rather not look at.
I tried my best to focus on the suffering people of Darfur. I read Gabriel’s blog and watched the videos from the last 4 days in the camp. And he wrote me about Achta, his friend who had lost two babies, one during their escape from Darfur and one at the camp. He was going to see her because she just had a new baby and she named it after him!
And I emailed my Darfuri friend who has inspired me to do the fast. She has gone through so much and still would do anything to help her people. She reminded me that there is a straw that breaks the camel’s back, like in Iran right now. Enough tiny voices speak up for enough time that they will eventually become a loud chorus and that chorus will eventually drown out the evil and the change will come.
Now at work, I am slowly but surely feeling better. Hypoglycemia is a real thing. It can make one crazy. But so can seeing your husband killed with a machete in front of you or your baby impaled with a sword and thrown on a fire.
With that thought, maybe I’ll keep going for another day….