I read my blog and i look at the mundane things I talk about. I talk about parties, about eating, about shopping, and about all these trivial things. I talk about spending time with my friends, enoying good company, good music, and gray weather. I talk about having a “good feeling” day… and I realize how precarious our lives really are, and how precious these small moments are. We have the luxury to enjoy our lives, to make merry with our treasured companions, and to be content with the way things are at this moment.
We still possess the moment. We hold each in our hands, bounce it around like the plaything it is, indulge our whims, address our needs, and toss it aside for the next moment. these moments belong to us.
those moments were taken away from more than 10,000 people today. they won’t be able to spend moments with their children, with their families, with their friends, with the hobbies they enjoyed, the posessions they treasured.
each person is that mass of moments. now take those away…
now imagine that happening to 10,000 people dead. those moments could have been shared with their loved ones. how does it affect the lives of the living?
It’s almost too much to bear…