Life – it all seems to be going along swimmingly and then something bigger than ourselves happens and you are lost for words. This morning, it was the Boston marathon bombings. Seriously… I can’t get my head around this, like all of the other times; and it all appears to be happening oh so often. Where is the love?
When adversity strikes, my heart genuinely drops and I go all tingly and sad. Empathy flows through my veins, but at the same time I feel extremely grateful; I’m breathing, living, and smiling. While my heart’s being crushed, I’m also peppered with gratitude, knowing that I’m lucky to be here.
I’m sending all of the love in my heart to Boston, with thoughts of courage and hope. At times like these I hope, I hope that one day we as human beings can love one another and value life of others and ourselves. I hope that the world can live as one.