it completely breaks my heart to see the old women and men separated by the north and south divide in korea. the scenes of the reunion of a tiny fraction of the hundreds of thousand families, weeping, wailing, clasping hands tightly together in hope that the inevitable separation (again) would not come. i don't understand the need to tear people apart like that, to hurt people who are of the same blood, same nationality and same culture like that. its so cruel when you see the face of an old man crumple upon finding out his mother hadn't been able to wait for him, and had died a few days before being able to meet him again after decades.

was this all really worth it? it scares me how much one person can affect so many lives, tear so many families apart.