Monday Memorial Recap

What does it mean that one doesn’t want to experience a lifestyle that is different than yours? Is it fear? Selfishness? What is different isn’t wrong. 
  
Yesterday was a wonderful walking your of Nyamirambo Women’s Center and the city. We saw a variety of sewing workshops, the market and homes. I found myself overwhelmed with happiness of the genuine I experience after the tour enjoying a home cooked lunch as a group. How sweet is it that our tour guides mother made us a home cooked meal in her kitchen, with her pots and pans, we ate it on her plates, made with love!

We went to the Kigali Memorial Center yesterday. Where about 250,000 bodies are laid to rest with dignity. We are so lucky to be here during Kwibuka. This is the remembrance of the 100 days of killing during the 1994 Genocide Against the Tutsi. We were a part of a ceremony that we had the honor of laying flowers on the mass graves.

I found myself wanting to leave the Memorial Center. I think I wanted to leave my emotions more than leaving the memorial. In the room with all the pictures of those lost, I thought I was going to lose it. I wanted to scream. I thought maybe I could write something and all I had written in my phone was “I just want to leave I don’t want to know anymore but” … I realized I DO want to know more about how they moved so far grace from this.


Poetic on the beat: I feel better this way.


The Memorial: 

Felt the squeezing python 
wrapped around my core.

My neck to my heart.
Squeezing my feels.
 
Devastation
of loss,
I know.
Not like this.

Bleeding brain
or bleeding heart?

Life is ours 
NOT to take. 

I am here to face the emotion. 
I am the face of emotion.

Today we will cry again. 
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