There is nothing like looking through the window on a plane ride that reminds you how tiny you are in the vastness of the world. Every time I see the countless rows of houses, each no bigger than an ant, I think of how each speck represents unknown stories of suffering and joy.
This past week has been an emotional tidal wave. There were so many exciting things happening in my life, but the week ended abruptly with the news of two beloved people that died in my and Mr. Wonderful’s family. Coupled with the recent tragedy in Boston (where I had spent part of my childhood), life just doesn’t seem to make much sense at times. The uncomfortable questions in life, Is there really a heaven? Is there really a hell? become weighty and scary. Most of us tend to shove the doubts aside, because it’s more convenient to do that than to dwell on an answer that is uncomfortable.
And suddenly, having a fashion blog seems a little silly. The simple pleasures of enjoying food, laughing at a joke or watching a TV show become meaningless. Finding yourself annoyed at a loved one induces heavy feelings of guilt. I found it difficult to sit through work meetings all last week, pretending to care about something I really, just, didn’t.
I forget that we take so much for granted. The act of waking up in the morning and breathing is a blessing, is it not? God, thank you so much for this breath, and my next.
So many questions. So much is uncertain, except for this one fact: none of us will go untouched by the inevitable passing of life. And so the question is, how will you spend your life today?
Photography by Brian M Lee
“Pain insists upon being attended to. God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our consciences, but shouts in our pains. It is his megaphone to rouse a deaf world.” -C.S. Lewis