Full Of Life
We are watching stories of men and women dying alone.
Many of these people have lived life to the fullest and their days of dancing, sharing dinners, going to work, hugging their grandchildren and just loving...
...are now they are alone. In quarantine, taking their last breath as they are surrounded by masked healthcare workers who are trying, in vain, to save them.
That’s what we need to think about and feel right now.
“We’re doing a great, perfect, incredible, tremendous job” rings a little hollow to those who are left behind to mourn.
We are all watching the number go up. 40,000 lives lost.
Each and every single one of those lives is a story of someone who wanted to continue to love.
If you’re of a mind to minimize the number:
“More people die in car accidents.”
Or if you are of the mindset to say:
“It could’ve been a bigger number.”
Just think of one thing.
For every one of those lives lost there are hundreds of people who are affected.
Wives, husbands, Moms, Dads, children, grandchildren...
...they aren’t coming back when it’s over.
They won’t ever see the sun come up again, they won’t laugh, or cry, or hug or love ever again.
They’re gone!
And we should feel each loss.
They aren’t just a number to justify one political position or another.
May they all Rest In Peace and May their loved ones find some comfort...
... in a cloud of misery.
It didn’t have to happen.
Many of these people have lived life to the fullest and their days of dancing, sharing dinners, going to work, hugging their grandchildren and just loving...
...are now they are alone. In quarantine, taking their last breath as they are surrounded by masked healthcare workers who are trying, in vain, to save them.
That’s what we need to think about and feel right now.
“We’re doing a great, perfect, incredible, tremendous job” rings a little hollow to those who are left behind to mourn.
We are all watching the number go up. 40,000 lives lost.
Each and every single one of those lives is a story of someone who wanted to continue to love.
If you’re of a mind to minimize the number:
“More people die in car accidents.”
Or if you are of the mindset to say:
“It could’ve been a bigger number.”
Just think of one thing.
For every one of those lives lost there are hundreds of people who are affected.
Wives, husbands, Moms, Dads, children, grandchildren...
...they aren’t coming back when it’s over.
They won’t ever see the sun come up again, they won’t laugh, or cry, or hug or love ever again.
They’re gone!
And we should feel each loss.
They aren’t just a number to justify one political position or another.
May they all Rest In Peace and May their loved ones find some comfort...
... in a cloud of misery.
It didn’t have to happen.
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