Srebrenica. Potočari. Marš Mira.
I do not have words yet.
Two weeks ago some classmates and I participated in the Marš Mira (Peace March). It was demanding mentally, emotionally, physically, spiritually and probably any other –ly you can think of. I haven’t even begun to fully process the experience. So when we visited Srebrenica again this past weekend, it was difficult for me. Although the setting was the same, it felt entirely different. Quiet and serenity had replaced thousands of people and stimulation. More emotions and feelings came up for me during the second visit as it was easier to reflect and be still in the moment.
Despite my lack of coherent language to share with others, I still wish to begin to share something. For it is a story, a place, a collective memory that needs to be shared. Hopefully pictures suffice for now.