I’m sure many of you are aware of the catastrophic mudslide that has occurred in our state of Washington. When all is said and done, more than one hundred lives are certain to be lost.
Meanwhile, recent news has also covered the mysterious disappearance of a Malaysian airliner with more than two hundred passengers on board.
What these two events have in common is the horrific effect upon those whose loved ones are gone forever, and the untimely manner in which their deaths have occurred.
All of us are in the midst of personal turmoil. No one is exempt from the daily push and pull of life. There’s no permanent state of emotional and physical well-being. Maintaining a balance takes continuing energy and effort.
My daughter’s ongoing hunt for a new job in contemporary dance is our family’s focus at the moment. Of course we go about the business of daily living, but my thoughts are never far from her happiness.
I’m no different from other parents who want the best for their children. It’s often the case that we will forgo our own wants and needs, if only theirs would be fulfilled.
Stepping back from the edge of my life…I see that others no longer have their loved ones with them. An unimaginable thought…to be without those who give me love and support all the days of my life.
Without our loved ones…where are we? Picking up the pieces of our shattered lives. Which is exactly what the families of both catastrophes are attempting to do with all the courage they can muster.
Then there’s my brother’s family who is bracing themselves for what seems inevitable. With hospice on the scene it’s almost certain that God will be calling a beloved son home.
Lives lost effects permanent change. Something to ponder when dealing with changes to the backdrop against which we all live our lives. Somehow the difference brings life into perspective.
My loved ones are still with me…
…thank you, God.
My heart has been breaking for all of the sadness and loss all over the world, my neighborhood, my family. Sometimes I think I can’t really bear anymore. It is difficult to stay up beat and on top of daily chores when I think of all that others are going through.
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We are only given today up to this moment of your last breath (although hard to remember at times) … key lesson is appreciation and gratitude for the immediate. Thank you for the reminder.
appreciation for the immediate…so true, becca.
Thank you for this great post, a reminder of the blessings we have.
I’m certain most of us have to stop and reflect upon our lives in comparison to those who are truly suffering. We have options; they don’t.
Well said. It’s hard to make any sense of these tragedies. Yes, our own are never out of our thoughts. Good luck to your daughter!
hugs for your thoughts and support, lisa…
Thanks for a very valuable post that reminds me of how lucky I am to still have both my parents, well and with us. I fear the day they will go. Big hug, Heila
Hugs for letting me know my post resonated with you. Every so often I have to stop the yada, yada, yada…and remind myself of my blessings. Again, I appreciate knowing I’m not a lone voice crying out in the desert.