This week has been a difficult week. Our best friends' mother passed away on Wednesday and another old family friend's son passed away on Friday. Not to mention the shootings in Colorado. For a beautiful woman to suddenly have limited time with her family and a young man to be inflicted with a deadly disease at the age of twenty-six, one must wonder why the hell someone in Colorado would treat life with such disregard and plain hatred.
The human race never ceases to amaze me...yes, part of my tone is angry and upset. I am upset because life should not be held in such disregard. Those who treasure it are forced to move on to the afterlife and those who don't somehow get arrested and spend their lives in jail with no remorse and no sorrow for the lives they have ruined. People like that should be shipped into orbit and released into nothingness..seriously.
However, returning to that statement above, another part of me believes there is hope for humans. Our friends' mom, Susan, raised two men who are loving husbands and great fathers. She lived to have six grandchildren and when I see their beautiful faces, all I can think about is how lucky they are to have had such a grandmother. When I think of the moments we've all spent together laughing, engaging in some cut-throat game nights, enjoying the holidays, weddings, birthdays and deep conversations about our life dreams, my heart is full of love and I am so grateful for the memories we've shared and the bonds we've created.
Today is Susan's memorial and I will be there with an open heart and pray that Time will lend its hand to slowly heal the wounds of all who are sorrowed.