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shadowkatIt's odd, I'm watching the Kennedy Center Honors...they are doing Merly Streep - who has had one of those privileged lives...where everything came more or less easily. She worked hard, but was gifted with amazing talent and beauty...along with a family, love and children and wonderful friends. Plus accolades...numerous accolades. Then, on another channel...the news reports a Christmas Tragedy, perhaps you heard of it? It has made all the papers, all the way down to South Carolina and back.
A woman in Chatham, Conneticut lost her home, her parents, and her children in a fire caused by Christmas Tree lights - or so the news reported. All in one fell swoop.
On one channel - we have a woman who...has everything, and has touched so many people. And on another a woman who has lost..everything, or just about. And I wonder, what flip of the dice or
cast of cards made this so?
Whenever I whined about my fate, my Granny would often bring up such tragedies. She'd tell me to compare myself to the woman who lost everything, not Meryl Streep. To be grateful.
And I am. For I cannot imagine either's world...one is a dream and one a nightmare. But the nightmare is more likely and more imaginable, and yet at the same time...thankfully not. As my mother stated on the way to the airport, as she related the tale..."I'm not sure I'd want to live after losing my parents and my children." How do you go on after that? How?
A woman in Chatham, Conneticut lost her home, her parents, and her children in a fire caused by Christmas Tree lights - or so the news reported. All in one fell swoop.
On one channel - we have a woman who...has everything, and has touched so many people. And on another a woman who has lost..everything, or just about. And I wonder, what flip of the dice or
cast of cards made this so?
Whenever I whined about my fate, my Granny would often bring up such tragedies. She'd tell me to compare myself to the woman who lost everything, not Meryl Streep. To be grateful.
And I am. For I cannot imagine either's world...one is a dream and one a nightmare. But the nightmare is more likely and more imaginable, and yet at the same time...thankfully not. As my mother stated on the way to the airport, as she related the tale..."I'm not sure I'd want to live after losing my parents and my children." How do you go on after that? How?
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Date: 2011-12-29 02:13 am (UTC)