Someone asked me, âwhatâs it likeâŚ.to be there?âWhen you are there, itâs hard. To bear witness to suffering. But afterwards in the quiet of the car listening to the hum of the highway or the stillness before you fall asleep - thatâs when itâs almost harder. When you have pockets of time to wonder what happened to them - the ones we couldnât help. As I am typing this right now, are they pulling into the slaughter house lot? Are they already gone? What was I doing when they lost their lives in the last several days? Something as mundane as brushing my teeth?These parallel experiences of which I will never know. My heart feels like one of those large commercial fishing nets. Slowly getting pulled out of the polluted ocean, sagging and weighed down with trash. There may be a couple treasures buried deep within the contents, but mostly it is heavy and soggy and filled with ugly and pain. Initially when it gets dumped on the deck of the boat, all you see is sprawling junk, rotted wood, weeds. But, as you start to sift through it, you can and will find beautiful things. The reason we go in the first place. My experience had, of course, some beautiful moments. The rescues I get to work with, the lives we collaboratively changed. But in the midst of all of that is why we even have to be there in the first place. All of the ugly. It weighs on me. It takes time afterwards to sift through it all. To try to sift out the weight. To try to make heads or tails out of the sheer cruelty witnessed. The disregard. The lack of empathy. I will never be upset that I feel so deeply, but what I grapple with is how some people feel nothing at all. The disconnect. It is a strange dichotomy to have a heart full of gratitude for all the good we accomplished while also have a heart weighed down with pure sadness and pain of why we even have to go. Thatâs the only way I can explain it. Thatâs what itâs like. Be gentle with all who go. Ours hearts are usually tender afterward
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