the day 100,000 people died

i was sitting in one of the teal recliner in the dana-1 infusion room receiving a transfusion of blood and platelets, when watching my neighbor’s tv tuned to cnn, it was reported that a magnitude 8.0 had just hit southwestern china.

in a moment, you are buried underneath your home–a former refuge, a former life, now a sarcophagus that you lay in death or dying silence among those pictures, those knickknacks, those memories and scents of hope unbound. shattered. entombed.

how could we have prevented this? when we died, did the earth stand still? and did they sing our achievements?

that was the turning point. acceptance. and a prayer for the 100,000 that passed. i will die soon according to God’s grace.

~ by lentaing on May 12, 2009.