Now, I’m not here to rant about my own life and problems (for once). Rather, I want to communicate how important life is. It’s not something we can play around with and it’s something precious. Each person, each life, is special and with every person, every life, we encounter, we change a little. Maybe we change for the better or maybe for a little worse but hopefully always for the better. Within the past 48 hours, I have a friend who was raped and stabbed; she then went home to find that her parents were murdered. That is appalling and disgusting and so sick I can’t even begin to describe it. To the killer, the couple was nothing more than two people. To the victims, those two people were coworkers, friends, parents, sister, brother, children, helpers, role models, etc. to many other people. One by one, they reached out to help others and were an inspiration. Their lives are important. They changed people; they helped others; they made differences that would not have been otherwise in some lives. Now? They’re gone all because of some person’s greed or hatred or anger or inability to know how important life is.
Don’t people understand how precious a life is? Don’t they?! It’s so sad to see how people can just pull a trigger and kill someone. It’s so sad to see how killers don’t have a heart or a conscience. It’s so sad to see how people just take lives like they can take candy. It’s so sad to how angry the world is. It’s so sad to see that this happens every single day.