I'll try to imagine what it would be like, to walk away from everything you own, and march in blazing sun, with no water, and very little food. Or be trapped and bombed every few minutes, with your world crumbling about you, The anxiety must be enormous, the loss of family, friends, your neighbors and your familiar surroundings incalculable. Some would face certain death with no prescription medications.
There’s not anything that those of us who are outside this war arena can do to alleviate the suffering of those embroiled in it. That seems the most unpleasant part of it all. But we can donate to organizations who help refugees when they escape a war zone.
Every time I do the most mundane things in life - have a shower, cook a nice meal, sit peacefully in my sunroom, enjoy picking limes from my little tree there, go Christmas shopping, jump in my car to have coffee with friends, plan for my garden, even go to the toilet, I am painfully confronted by thoughts for those millions of people, either on the move, or condemned to living under primitive conditions for years on end in a tent.
Graft and corruption is so alive and well in the world that even money donated to those countries will never see it directed to the poor and desperately needy.
Research your charities well before you give. The big names aren't necessarily the best.