There are random moments in the day when I feel guilty for already having forgotten the names of the victims. It hits me like a cold wind, and I remember that I am still breathing, I am still standing, I am still living my selfish life of uncertainty and doubt while somewhere, someone's mother is crying, someone's father is numb, someone's best friend is being buried. When I heard about what had happened Monday, I wanted to drive to VT, and walk around, saying nothing and giving hugs. I still believe that there are no words that can express the sadness of the lives lost that day, of the pieces of faith in humanity that were taken away. I think it's unfair that people have to learn not to trust others, to be wary of people and the possible actions and decisions they can make.
I don't think I said anything about the tragedies outloud until Tuesday afternoon, when my mom asked if my Virginia Tech friends were safe. Saying the words, "My friends are fine, but Galen lost someone" aloud made my eyes immediately tear up, and I thought about how lucky I am that my life wasn't changed drastically that day. I worried a lot about you, about your friends, your classmates . . . it's horrible that it takes something as awful as this to bring people together, but I think I'm proud of how most people are reacting to it.
Today, while I was in Chick-Fil-A getting lunch, I noticed that the guy who was ringing me up at the register was wearing an orange ribbon overlapping with a maroon one. I didn't say anything to him, but I silently said a prayer for anyone he may have known and for all the people that he didn't know and were affected by it.
I'm really glad that you weren't injured. I'm still praying for you and yours, Mem.
I don't think I said anything about the tragedies outloud until Tuesday afternoon, when my mom asked if my Virginia Tech friends were safe. Saying the words, "My friends are fine, but Galen lost someone" aloud made my eyes immediately tear up, and I thought about how lucky I am that my life wasn't changed drastically that day. I worried a lot about you, about your friends, your classmates . . . it's horrible that it takes something as awful as this to bring people together, but I think I'm proud of how most people are reacting to it.
Today, while I was in Chick-Fil-A getting lunch, I noticed that the guy who was ringing me up at the register was wearing an orange ribbon overlapping with a maroon one. I didn't say anything to him, but I silently said a prayer for anyone he may have known and for all the people that he didn't know and were affected by it.
I'm really glad that you weren't injured. I'm still praying for you and yours, Mem.
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