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Helping

They are drops in the ocean, as they say, tiny amounts, and given more to help us to feel better about another’s pain and loss than anything else. I know this. But I suppose if everyone gave a little it would soon be alot. Yet, there are so many disasters, so many war-torn countries crying out for help. How do we assauge all, help all? Can we? Or does the futility of even trying render us immobile, useless? I have no answers.

By Ellen Bell

Artist and writer currently living in Aberystwyth.