today i miss oman.

more than most days.

i feel as if a part of my heart and soul has been left there.

it's being torn apart by religious conflict.

i feel as if it can't be put back together until the hatred stops.

until we begin loving others as we love our religious siblings.

i wish we could love others as god loves us.

to understand god as god understands us.

to realize that it is not about ourselves, our kind.

it is about others, others.