One of the cherished moments when traveling is meeting mothers and reflecting upon how we all share similar desires for our families. The world comes closer through those conversations.
Once in #Croatia a mother told me the horrifying story of running from home clutching her children and worldy possessions in a couple plastic bags minutes before the Serbs came descending upon the town. She pointed to bullet holes in the walls still evident years later.
Her family gathered round her at the dining room table while she talked in halting English which I understood, and although I listened to the story, I had no idea of what this mother had endured. Perhaps, her serene presence and her loving children were the answer.
