When I woke up this morning I was met with the news that some people who work for the same company I do had been killed overnight. Though I did not know them and no one at this early stage knows what happened the whole thing shook me to my core. I feel for their families and friends. But I suppose what hit me even closer is another reminder of how fragile life is at any point. I think I first fully realized it in my adult life when my father died. I was there in the house when the paramedics were trying everything they could to save my dad and then at the hospital for the last attempt but it was not to be. It all happened in a span of less than twenty minutes to half an hour I think. My whole memory of time then is a bit foggy but it was not long. It was unexpected and had far reaching effects on many. In one instance a friend of my father who was a Baltimore City Police Officer, upon hearing of my father’s death, put in his papers to retire the next day. I have learned not to take any day for granted. And at times have struggled to appreciate each and every one but I am happy for them, good and bad.
In memory of my fellow workers today I posted the picture of the butterfly to remind myself how fragile we can be while still being strong and being able to transform ourselves many times throughout our lives. In the second picture you have to look close to see the two dragonflies but they are there almost side by side as I am sure the two were today. The last picture is actually taken in the parking lot where I work in the very back corner where no one every goes but I have to check there to make sure everything is clear every afternoon and evening. I thought they were beautiful against the concrete.
I appreciate you all and you mean a lot to me. Many thanks for the support you give and thanks for reading. Blessings and Namaste.