What a week it has been.
I think The Onion sums it up pretty well, don't you?
"Following what could only be described by witnesses as the goddamned week to end all soul-crushing weeks, sources all across the nation reported that, sorry, is all this shit really happening at once? Because if all this shit is really happening at once, multiple reports verified, then this might actually be, honest to God, one of the worst weeks of all time."
As we all try to wrap our heads around the latest tragedy that took place in Boston, as we hear about explosions in Texas, gun bill failure (how? how?) and read about yet another sinkhole, we are reminded of the good, at least—the brave people who ran towards the danger, to help other people. We keep the front-line workers in our thoughts as they, too, race towards danger, for our safety, and for justice (this week, and every week) always risking their lives. I don't even live in America, but the pain is felt just as deeply here. We are neighbours, after all.
We're reminded of the good, in posts like this, that touch our hearts and bring tears to our eyes and help us see the important things in life.
It's too much, really, to think about the horrible tragedy that has (yet again) taken place. When children are involved, it is especially difficult. It destroys me. Again, our hearts are torn apart and the wounds haven't even healed yet.
How can any of us feel safe, anywhere? It's too much to think about, how fragile we all are. How places we considered safe—the movies, participating in races, and going to school—are no longer places we can feel absolutely safe anymore.
It's been a terrible week. I'm crushed, again.
I am so thankful for the reminders that good still exists.
My thoughts are with those in pain right now... in Boston... and everywhere.
I think The Onion sums it up pretty well, don't you?
"Following what could only be described by witnesses as the goddamned week to end all soul-crushing weeks, sources all across the nation reported that, sorry, is all this shit really happening at once? Because if all this shit is really happening at once, multiple reports verified, then this might actually be, honest to God, one of the worst weeks of all time."
As we all try to wrap our heads around the latest tragedy that took place in Boston, as we hear about explosions in Texas, gun bill failure (how? how?) and read about yet another sinkhole, we are reminded of the good, at least—the brave people who ran towards the danger, to help other people. We keep the front-line workers in our thoughts as they, too, race towards danger, for our safety, and for justice (this week, and every week) always risking their lives. I don't even live in America, but the pain is felt just as deeply here. We are neighbours, after all.
We're reminded of the good, in posts like this, that touch our hearts and bring tears to our eyes and help us see the important things in life.
It's too much, really, to think about the horrible tragedy that has (yet again) taken place. When children are involved, it is especially difficult. It destroys me. Again, our hearts are torn apart and the wounds haven't even healed yet.
How can any of us feel safe, anywhere? It's too much to think about, how fragile we all are. How places we considered safe—the movies, participating in races, and going to school—are no longer places we can feel absolutely safe anymore.
It's been a terrible week. I'm crushed, again.
I am so thankful for the reminders that good still exists.
My thoughts are with those in pain right now... in Boston... and everywhere.
Comments
I agree with The Onion. Wow.
xo