About a year ago I went to the baker.
It was what seemed an ordinary day. Sunny outside, nice blue sky with only a few clouds. Then, suddenly, it happened…
He is dead.
Out of a sudden.
I couldn’t believe it!
Well I don’t believe it 100 percent yet, since it might not be him. What happened at the bakery was the following. I ran into a disabled person who thought he might know me. He asked me about where I went to school and when I graduated. A lot of the things he then told me about the dead guy were pretty accurate; except the name everything else matched perfectly. He even told me where his dead body was buried, but I couldn’t find him.
Anyway, here’s the gist of today’s story.
We hear about so much trauma, tragedy, triumphs, and all that stuff in the media. However, when it directly enters our world it becomes a complete different dimension. I experienced it first-hand many times already, and I bet you did too.
So what now?
No matter what, we are still alive. You see? You, me, the other people around you. Life has to go on.
Yes we need to make time to grieve.
Yes we need to make time to feel sorrow.
Yes we need to make time to recover well.
But there comes the time, where we know we got to move on.
Deal with it.
You can’t reverse time or get more of it.
You can only make the best of it.