Tough day here. No, really.

Supporting those who fight for our Flag, Motherhood and Apple PieHaving a son in the war zone brings the fragility of life to the forefront of my conscience, daily.  The awareness of his increased vulnerability is top of mind and hard to “shake”.   Even though he reassures me his specific situation is relatively safe, for being in Afghanistan, he is still, after all,  in Afghanistan.  Statistically, the odds are now against him. 

I work for a mid-sized company.  We’re still private,  predominantly family & employee owned, and in many regards, we still act like a family, rallying together to get through tough times. This weekend, two of our colleagues, two of our friends, two of our family, were seriously injured in a motorcycle accident. They were air lifted to the local trauma center.  There were multiple surgeries.  Pins, plates, staples were put in.  A limb was amputated.

In a heartbeat, two lives were permanently changed.

In a split second, hundreds of lives were impacted.

The enormity of it was felt throughout our headquarters office yesterday. The news of it filtered out to the team beyond corporate.  The feelings of shock and sadness were amplified by feelings of helplessness. And, we were all very aware, that it could have been worse.

It could have been so much worse.

It was overwhelming because most days, we here at home forget that at any moment, our lives can change. Or end.  We deny how vulnerable we are.  We assume we won’t get hit by a Mack truck, lightening, or a meteor.  We trust that other drivers on the road are paying attention, and have faith that they don’t want to hit us, either. When accidents happens, we’re surprised.

But war isn’t an accident, it’s intentional. We shouldn’t be surprised when lives change. We need to prepare for it – and expect it. Nor should we deny the enormity of those changed lives and all the lives they impact. 

But most importantly, we shouldn’t forget that each day, each hour, and each minute, lives are being changed there so ours here can stay the same.

5 Responses to “Tough day here. No, really.”

  1. 1 bob clarke
    April 15, 2009 at 2:37 am

    This is thought provoking stuff and merits a wider audience than it will get.

  2. 2 Suchi Sairam
    April 15, 2009 at 8:25 am

    “We deny how vulnerable we are.” How incredibly true.

    People often forget how valuable each day is, how it is a gift, even if that particular day doesn’t go our way. It’s still a gift.

    It makes me want to re-read “The Precious Present”… again.

  3. 3 Jennifer Larson
    April 15, 2009 at 11:38 am

    Your words are so true and unfortunately not practiced on a day to day basis by our society today. Even when tragedy does strike it surprises me that the thought of a day being a gift doesn’t last. It might for a few months but eventually the “effect” trickles away and people go back to the grind of life and forget just how precious life is and how each day should be viewed as a miracle. It’s a mystery to me and yet I find myself falling into at times as well. Thank you for your post as it’s written so beautifully and is something that I hope to reflect on for more than a few months. I will be praying for your friends, their families and of course you and your son. Having two boys of my own I cannot imagine having that daily thought of something happening to him.

    Thank you again for your words!


  4. 4 applepiemom
    April 15, 2009 at 11:52 am

    Thanks for your encouragement.

  5. 5 Firefly
    April 15, 2009 at 7:16 pm

    Life is fragile. Thank you for helping us to stop and notice how wonderful it is to be alive and free in our beautiful country. Thank you to the service men and women who guard our safety.

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