Current events have made my stomach turn. The night of Nice tragedy I put myself to sleep crying. I kept reading the news updates. Thoughts about families, who lost their loved ones, overwhelmed me pushing deeper and deeper into despair.
What about the man who has actually done it? Once a beautiful soul, who was born innocent and loving, who wanted to explore the world, wanted to be loved and understood just like all of us. How one must be hurting to do something like that? What have we done or not done to make him hate to such extent?
I had a relaxing Friday evening of doing nothing just watching the world go by in one of the coffee shops. Everyone enjoying themselves in the swing of Saturday fun. On my way home I started reading about the events in Turkey. I woke up in the morning and there was a number of victims announced. I am trying to get on with my day, but I cannot stop thinking about that number, which keeps growing.
I wish I could give hundred hugs. Hugs to the family of a gentleman who was driving the van, hugs to those, who lost their loved ones in France, Turkey and all around the world. Also, mega hugs to those, who witnessed everything and cannot sleep at night.I wish we spent more time with loved ones. Life is unpredictable. It is up to you whether you are going to live hating or loving.
Let’s make love, not war.