think about it.... what were your last words and actions toward someone? You know, the fb friend you blocked without telling them, but found the only hope they had through you. The person on the bus, in a store, or at work whom goes home and dies from a heart attack that night. The someone on a bicycle or in a car, or on foot that commits suicide that night because they were left feeling unloved and cared for, to many close calls of getting run over because someone cared less to slow down or put their phone away. What were or are our actions and words actually telling others? If I commited suicide tonight, would you care? Knowing everything I have been through, where I am, and want to be, what were the last words and actions? I could be any body you know, but use myself as example. What if...? Did I pray for or with them? Have I invited them or been to their home? Have I cared enough to keep the promise I made? Or was the repeated false hope in promise we make but do not honor enough to push them over the edge? A lot of reflection on my past couple years. It stirs many questions and thoughts. One memory in multiple, is being sent hundreds of miles on a harsh and painful bike ride to capture one with hope when no one in their community would. This has happened many times. But I wonder, will or would someone else do the same for me? Here I am, thousands of miles later, wondering why feel so alone and ignored. Trult seens all was in vain.
Posted on: Tue, 29 Oct 2013 04:06:45 +0000