Originally Posted by BigV

And I weep with them. As does every thinking person.

If you have ever played with a brother or sister, been held by your mother, encouraged by your father, you weep. If you have had friends that stood by you, helped you, known you, you weep. If you have held your own child and trembled in awe or laughed with joy or been temporarily paralyzed with worry over all that could happen to them, you weep.

If you think that every drop of blood spilled came from someone's brother or sister. A friend is now gone. The too-soon departure of a parent. Every life lost is the loss of some mother's child.

Weep. Weep as though the wellspring of compassion has been uncovered. And let that healing compassion flow over us all.