As I’ve posted before, I spend part of my week reading up on the life of Riverbend (at the Baghdad Burning blog). Today, a new post appeared with what I can only describe as a heartbreaking statement:

The first evening we arrived, exhausted, dragging suitcases behind us, morale a little bit bruised, the Kurdish family sent over their representative – a 9 year old boy missing two front teeth, holding a lopsided cake, “We’re Abu Mohammed’s house- across from you- mama says if you need anything, just ask- this is our number. Abu Dalia’s family live upstairs, this is their number. We’re all Iraqi too… Welcome to the building.”

I cried that night because for the first time in a long time, so far away from home, I felt the unity that had been stolen from us in 2003.

That paragraph came at the end of her most recent post on moving to Syria, and admitting that she and her family are now refugees.

Why does the world tolerate our war?

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