It’s one of those days when I wished I was back in Sg… Not because I’m having ABCD, but because of the things that are happening back home. *sigh*
The thing about living abroad is that you are so bloody far away from your family and friends and everything else that’s happening to them. And my heart aches knowing the pain that they are going through.
The past few days has been a constant flow of bad news….
A good friend is ill, yet another newborn has passed away, and another loved one’s grandma has passed on.
Wished I was there physically to support my friends in need. Even though I know my being there is not going to change things but still… :(
But it is also during such times when you realize that the capability to face adversity is more often than not, bigger than what we thought we have.
And then there’s the issue of the missing MH370 flight which has since last night been determined to have crashed with no survivors after 17 days. I’ve not been willing to discuss it amongst folks who were speculating and discussing what happened. There were folks who were reading everything (rumours and everything else) and just had to make some form of comments. Some made sense while some were just brainless meaningless chatter (IMHO).
I have been following the news closely despite my reluctance to talk about it… I’ve teared many times while reading the news & I broke down while I read the article about the folks who were on board… Faces that were given to the names of the passengers, real lives… real dreams… real people who… to be honest, could have been people we know…
Who’s to be blamed and what really happened? I don’t know. I still think there’s no point speculating. But what I know for sure is to let the ones who left rest in peace. And let the ones left behind move on…
I really wish I was feeling more positive but all these bad news can be quite daunting don’t you think?