I hate writing this post.

I’ve been googling and reading about AIDS in South Africa.  I had no idea.  I had no idea it was this bad.

You know, I don’t want to write this post.  I’d much rather write about fun stuff like how I’m freaking out about boxes and tickets and storage units.  I’d much rather write about most anything than this.  But the facts remain.

There’s so much to wrap my head around.  I had heard about the HIV/AIDS pandemic, I think we all have, but I’ll bet you didn’t know that nearly 850 people per day are dying in South Africa from HIV/AIDS.  In 2009, the last year that statistics are available, 310,000 South Africans died from AIDS related causes, primarily tuberculosis. (1) That’s more deaths every week than two World Trade Center terror attacks.  Every week. (2)

South Africa has an estimated 5.6 million people with HIV/AIDS (in 2009). (1) This is the most of any country, despite the fact that South Africa, with it’s population of around 50 million, is the 25th largest country in the world. (3)

(By contrast, the US is the third most populous nation, with about 312 million people (3), and we have somewhere around one million people with HIV/AIDS.) (4)

Almost 18% of adults in South Africa aged 15-49 are HIV-positive.  This includes almost one in three women aged 25-29, and over 25% of men aged 30-34. (1)  The life expectancy in South Africa is around 49 years. (5)  That’s how old I am.

Staggering.

Further, there are an estimated 1.9 million children in South Africa who have lost one or both parents to HIV/AIDS.  Almost two million children.  Most of those children live with a relative, often a grandmother.  An estimated 88,000 children in South Africa live in child-headed households, where no one in the household is over 18. (6) That would simply not be allowed to happen here, but it’s an indication of how overwhelmed the system for providing for these children is.  Or that there is no system, I’m not sure.  Either way, it’s heartbreaking.

Each of these 1.9 million children has lost a parent, some have lost both.  They may be split from siblings as they go to live with relatives.  Some of them have HIV/AIDS themselves, transmitted from their mothers.  The effects of these traumas have on their development has got to be dramatic.  They are dealing with things that many of us, as adults, have a difficult time with, and yet they are children.

It is children that we are primarily going to help, by helping their caregivers, and by interacting directly with the children to let them know that someone cares, that someone wants to talk with them, do crafts with them, sing with them, hang out with them.  That they are important.  That they matter.

Hug a child today, or send love and light to them, and be grateful that, whatever our problems are here, they pale in significance to those faced by these children.  We are so very fortunate.

This is why we’re going to South Africa.  And I don’t mean to paint a solely grim picture–many good things are happening too.  People are helping, anti-retroviral drugs are being made available (not enough, but it’s getting better).  But the needs are there, and the needs are staggering.

And this is why, for the first time, I’m adding a “donate” button on this blog.  We are financing this trip with our retirement account, a move which is highly dumb when looked at from a rational point of view.  But we feel strongly that the Universe has given this for us to do, so we’re doing it, stepping out in faith.  We hope you’ll feel strongly enough about it to help.

I hate writing this, I hate to ask.  But it’s important.  Please help.

We are in gratitude, and in the flow.  You are, too.  Blessings.




One thought on “I hate writing this post.

  1. You’re in good company. I believe it is a human condition to not be able to ask for help, or at least in my family, self sufficiency is encouraged. I also have heard that I have only to order once from the Universe catalogue (as opposed to ordering daily as in daily prayers) and then wait patiently for the delivery. I also try to practice positive intention/powers of attraction thinking (“if you build it, they will come”). Such as, if I find coins on the street, I say, out loud, “Thank you Universe for this symbol of abundance that continues to flow into my life”. And, I think, based on your story so far, what you need will be there when you need it. The hard part is turning it over (who me ? Surrender ? Not on your life !! ) and relaxing in the knowledge that my Higher Power WILL provide….

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