It's Pii Mai holiday here in Lao. Lao New Year. Making it 2556.
Yet, there first day of the new year now is marred. April 16th wasn't a good day.
You know the news. I won't repeat all that here. But I couldn't help but not feel much for new year this year when back home so many are hurting. Being a mom now it hurts even more to hear of little ones dying. Boston. Afganistan. Iraq. Lao. Anywhere.
I grew up in NY. I also spent 13 years living in Providence, RI which for those not aquinted with the northeast as much, it's a 30 min T (subway) ride to Boston. Needless to say I played there quite a bit. The museums, the restaurants, Quincy Square, Chinatown...
So. There isn't anything I can say or do, but send love to those affected, and hope someday the world is better.
