Irbid, Jordan Syrian refugees

Irbid, Jordan. We were in a back room of a tiny three room clinic jam-packed with Syrian refugees. Dr. Albiek was gently and lovingly assessing infants and children. A woman, covered in a black burqa came in with two children. She was talking with the doctor and haltingly said that her husband had been killed and she was alone with 12 children. The burqa didn’t hide her distress. I hugged and held her. She sobbed. Then collected her children, was handed some money discreetly in her hand and she left blending into the solid mass of people.