“Later that night, I held an atlas in my lap, ran my fingers across the whole world, and whispered, where does it hurt? It answered, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere.” —Warsan Shire

I read the above quote by Warsan Shire at the beginning of this week, and the notion of the world speaking its pain really struck me. I felt it deeply in my heart.

It made me think back to the times when my children were little and sick. I would hold them and ask them where they felt pain, but they were unable to pinpoint the location or the cause. They just knew it was everywhere, and so that’s what they would say: “Mommy, it hurts everywhere.”