Yesterday I found out some really sad news about someone I have known for a long time (20 years or so). Not a close friend – not someone I would see regularly but someone I had a lot of affection for and respect for. The news affected me quite badly yesterday. I kept thinking about this friend and her family and it made me very sad. As I lay in bed, I tried to think of positive things as I went to sleep – like the guy I met at the pub and then again in the club last Friday night who said he was coming back to buy me a drink and then didn’t come back – but my mind kept coming back to my friend and the sadness and grief she must be feeling.
This morning I read a post by Hannah Spannah Coco Banana called His name was Aylan and he was 3 years old. I don’t normally read political blog posts, like Hannah says she doesn’t normally write them, but I was compelled to read this post and again I found myself feeling so sad. How is it fair that a man loses his whole family, or that my friend loses her partner.
I guess I just don’t understand it and I find it starts to weigh me down. These things are not happening to me – my life, even after the trauma of a separation, is relatively calm and stress-free other than the usual – but I still find they affect me. I’m not claiming that I feel the depth of feeling that those who it is happening to feel, but I still feel so much sadness for them and anyone else in the world that suffers losses like this.
I don’t really know where I am going with this post. I guess I feel that everywhere I look or listen (radio) there is sadness and loss. Its not happening to me but its all around me. It makes me think that the world isn’t really a very nice place. 🙁