When tragedies in life occur; my first instinct is always to try and understand why it happened. I strain to comprehend why life works this way. It seems as if every time I forget about how unfair and terrifying life is- it has a way of reminding me. Reminding us all. Telling us to stay grounded and never stop appreciating what we have, who we know, what we are able to do, and the freedoms we are granted.
The Boston tragedy that occurred this week is heartbreaking. My heart and soul aches for everyone who was affected by this in any way, shape, or form. It’s like this overwhelming sense of empathy that I feel for anyone that must learn that lesson. The lesson about how hard life is sometimes. When something happens in life that just doesn’t make any sense it truly makes you question everything.
No matter how many times we question WHY things happen- we will never have an answer. And even if we DID have an answer, it still wouldn’t make sense.
I think the worst part for us watching from afar is the sense of helplessness. We watch our fellow Americans suffer and there is nothing we can do. We want so badly to contribute and take their pain away.
If there is anything I have learned in the short 21 years that I have been on this earth it’s that no matter what happens we cannot lose hope.
Witnessing the hardships of life takes a toll on the ability to remain hopeful for this world…for the people in the world… to remain hopeful that the good-willed always outweigh the bad.
But I will never lose my hope. In my mind, the good in the world will always outweigh the bad. Sometimes you may have to search a little harder to find the good…but it’s still here.
Idealism is not naivety;
it’s the refusal to give up
on that which you believe.
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