That Time I Tried to Make Sense of It All

April 18, 2013

I had a whole post ready to go for today, but after the awful events of this week, it just doesn’t seem right to keep going. I just don’t know what to say. There are so many more bloggers way more eloquent than I am.

When awful things like these happen, whether intentional like the Boston Marathon tragedy or unintentional like the explosions in Texas, we all band together and are there for one another. We are willing to give money and dedicate time and efforts to helping those in need.

But shouldn’t we be doing that every day? Once the shock of this week wears off, the days pass by, and the wounds seem to somewhat heal, let’s please not forget how it felt once we heard the news. Let our hearts still be heavy for those who have lost. Let us still be willing to help those that are in need.

But also remember that just because people may be tweeting or posting about other things, doesn’t mean that it doesn’t affect them. I struggled with whether or not I should post on Tuesday, but people handle tragedies in different ways. Let’s remember that too.

We try to make sense of what happened, but right now, it just doesn’t make sense to me at all. I’m not sure what I was trying to say with this post. I’m just searching for an answer, even though there may not be one.

Happy birthday Nick!
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