Aviva Feuerstein, Opinion contributor Published 5:00 a.m. ET Aug. 14, 2020 | Updated 9:55 a.m. ET Aug. 14, 2020Our bodies aren’t meant to hold onto anger and bitterness. If you had to watch a loved one die alone, give yourself permission to heal.If you’ve lost a loved one to coronavirus, or any other premature death, what I learned from a group of Ugandan children playing soccer might help you heal. When I arrived in Africa the summer of 2014 to volunteer at Children of Peace Uganda (CPU), a rehab center for former child soldiers who escaped from the Lord’s Resistance Army (LRA), I saw dozens of children and teenagers playing soccer and laughing together in a lush green pasture. “These must all be the former child soldiers,” I thought.But I soon discovered that only half of them were former child soldiers. The other half were children whose loved ones were killed by the LRA, some by the very children they were playing soccer with. I was stunned.I approached the founder of CPU, Jane Ekayu, a tall Ugandan woman with a commanding presence, and asked how she got opposing sides of a war to play together?Forgive in order to healAll these years later,

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