The past month has been incredibly difficult—marked by profound and senseless loss.
Some dear friends of ours are grieving the death of their 22-year-old son, taken in a tragic accident. In my town, another heartbreaking event: a terrible car crash claimed the life of a 5-year-old girl. Her mother is in critical condition, her brother suffered a broken leg, and the grandmother, shocked and grief-stricken, is hospitalized too.
I keep thinking about the father—who was driving when a severely drunk driver hit them. He escaped with only minor physical injuries, but I can't begin to imagine the emotional trauma he now carries.
We often try to keep going, to move forward—because grief and loss are part of life. But some losses defy reason, defy understanding. There's simply no way to explain why these things happen.
It’s graduation season. There's celebration all around. I see the joy, and I understand it—but I also think of the families navigating these devastating, life-altering events.
Some people pause and grieve alongside them. Others keep going, and that’s okay too. But for some of us, these moments hit differently. They stop us in our tracks. They demand reflection.
How do we process the darkness, the frustration, the agony?
I don’t have the answers. But I do know that sometimes, it’s okay—not just okay, but necessary—to pause. To reflect. To feel.
A purple silk for the prayer meet, Purple was his fav color.
Little girl's memorial service. They are from a state called "Gujrat". SO many people in line to pay respect.
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