To you who wake up this morning
to the terrible realisation that yesterday wasn’t a nightmare
but a reality,
who walk the streets to work
and wonder how the world goes on
so easily,
obliviously,
who grieve the loss
of a world where normal seemed possible,
who are paying the ultimate price
for hoping
for loving
for believing -
peace and hope seem unreasonable expectations just now.
Today we just pray you’ll survive.
our local faith community is studying the meme of the wounded healer each wed in lent (http://thecorner.typepad.com/bc/2008/02/live-blogging-1.html)
your words resonate so strongly with our gathering today
peace to you, cheryl – what a gift you have. thanks for sharing !
What powerful and stark words. As Bob wrote, you have a wonderful gift.
thanks. it was one of those things i really wish i hadn’t had reason to write.
An email I received during a similar time (by no means the same though):
“I sat back and tried to think of things i could say to you in this situation, it took me two days, and I still have nothing. But I realised that you didn’t need me to know what to say, because really, it doesn’t matter what i say, it just matters that I don’t say nothing.”
it might not have been something you wanted to write, but it is so important that you did. Doesn’t make it any less heartbreaking.
thanks jesse