I had always considered myself
very privileged for having lived this long without being directly affected by
any wars. My grandparents lived through both World Wars. My parents saw the
effects of WWII as children, and later endured the horrors of the
Iran-Iraq war in the eighties. However, they are still lucky that none of
their children has perished in any type of bloodshed.
I personally have always been against wars, physical violence and
destruction and preferred to resolve problems through diplomacy and
discussion rather than force. Perhaps I feel this way because I had never
had to face high levels of injustice, poverty, discrimination, violence,
oppression, and bondage.
When Arman was born, I realized that
because of his gender, he might someday be drafted, against his will, to
participate in a war. That realization bothered me for a long time.
Finally, I came to the conclusion that I would do everything in my power to
prevent such an incident from taking place. I decided I would not allow
my children to be a pawn in the hands of the politicians and be
forced to give up their precious life over territorial or economic disputes. The loss of my
children in a war would have been an insignificant event to the world at large,
but of utmost significance to me in my small world. I was determined not
to allow anybody exchange my offspring with a folded flag, a
potential piece of metal (a medal) and a reserved space in a particular cemetery.
Presently, there is no need to worry about this threat to my children's life,
with one already gone. Although, the other natural threats (disease,
accidents, etc.) still exist to claim the life of the other one. Hopefully,
that will not happen in my lifetime.
Lately, I have been thinking of the
parents of the fallen soldiers throughout the human history. I wonder if
their grief over the loss of their sons or daughters was any different from mine.
I wonder if they were given as much space and time to deal with their loss. Were
they expected to recover quickly from their grief simply because their
son/daughter died in serving their country? Was this expectation valid or even
just? How are the parents of the Syrian or Iraqi soldiers killed by ISIS
feeling right now? Apart from feeling outraged over the unjust murder of their
sons, do they feel a similar grief to mine over the loss of their children, or
are they more focused on revenge than grief? If that is the case, will the
pursuit of revenge or justice help them get over their grief faster by
channeling their emotions on to a different path?
I am trying to understand if
the loss of one's child to a higher purpose or cause would affect the
grieving process in any way. If one's child is one of many who passed
away on a battle field. Does the simultaneous grief by a group of parents
help one's personal grief journey? I personally think the
circumstances which lead to the death of one's child are not that important
because the end result is the same, and the longing for the lost child
remains the same. Perhaps, in such cases, having a support group of people who
are experiencing the same pain at the same time would be extremely helpful.
However, beyond that initial camaraderie, the reality remains the same that
one's child is gone and out-of-sight forever.
Reflecting on the bereaved parents,
who had lost their children to different causes over the entire human
history and survived their loss, is really not helpful to me at all. The
bottom line is the inhumanness of the loss of one's child, the realization that
she no longer exists and she can no longer breathe, feel, speak, taste, see or
hear. It doesn't matter if she died by suicide, or exploded aboard a
jetliner, or was blown into pieces by a missile, or drowned in a capsized
ferry, or murdered in her school by a mentally-ill individual, or killed
by a natural disaster, or by a disease. At the end, the beloved child has
expired and never to be seen or heard from again.
Therefore, I truly believe there are
no causes worthy of the absolutely precious life of my children or anybody
else’s children. A living person can continue working towards a goal
and target, but what can a dead person accomplish? Nothing - unless
someone uses only his/her name in pursuit of the same cause or a different
one.
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