Most days here are spent in the camp helping to care for women and their babies, mentoring local midwifes, attending births every now and then and traveling between the 3 birth centers and 5 clinics that we help to serve. The one day out of the week that is not in the camps is spent in meetings and one of these groups is the Sexual Reproductive Health group which is combination of representatives from most of the various medical based NGOs that provide women’s health services here. As the seasons have changed one of the big topics of conversation at the moment as shifted as well. It is the planning for the impending monsoon season and what will be done to provide aid and services to continue to assist in the safety and health of the 700,000 + refugees in this area. Today I heard some 29,000 rohingya babies are due this year. We have began planning for our sites in how to stock the facilities with enough supplies so when roads become impassable, the staff and patients are taken care of, that protocol for emergencies and well being is in place that will be the most effective in helping all these women and babies are healthy and survive. The reality is large and looming as roads are going to wash out and homes are going to become landslides and flooding will ensue. It rains 29 out of 30 days during the monsoon season.
I can’t help but think about this all the time as of late. When my eyes meet another’s and I see the the stories carried, the fear and desperation, the life and homes taken without thought of the takers, the ancestors souls they now have carried across the land to seek some sense of safety and perhaps a more peaceful destiny. That this is on its way is heartbreaking and humbling. Tonight I ask, let us join together across lands and tribes and countries and please keep these families and human beings in your thoughts.
When I sit with women like the one in the photo. I am reminded that we are stronger than we think.
That resilience and faith walk hand in hand, fingers laced and hearts open. It involves the will to over come even when completely broken. We are all part of this collective story and there is no more time to not acknowledge that.
It truly takes a village 
