Man's fury

On 24 January 2011, a terrorist attack at a Moscow airport killed at least 35 people and injured at least 180. And again, some more innocents lost their lives to man's misdirected hatred and fury. Incidents such as these have instilled certain dark and bleak emotions and thoughts in me....I can't shake them off....I can't get rid of them no matter how hard I try. Firstly, whenever my husband travels by air alone, I worry until he reaches his destination and when he is travelling back, I worry until he reaches home. Secondly, when the four of us travel by air together as a family, one thought always pops into my head....I really have no control over that thought....it just comes and it always comes....At least we are all together if something happens. I know human life is fragile. I am aware of the fact that we are all here today but will be gone tomorrow. But to lose a loved one to the senseless act of another human being....there is just no justification or acceptability for that....how does one deal with that? I know in today's world there are many mothers, wives, sisters and daughters like me, who have this nagging horrible thought in their head every time their loved one steps out of the house to go to work, take the train, take the subway, take the bus or simply just go to the market....will I see my loved one again? I dread the day I will have to explain such acts to my children...that day will come...something will happen...they will watch it on the news or read it in the papers....and want to know why? How do I explain it to them? I myself can't understand it. And then I think about those children who are already dealing with the loss of their loved ones to terrorist attacks...how their innocent world must have shattered completely...how for them it is not something that is on the news or in the papers....how for them it is their reality...a horrible reality.

Signing off knowing that the void created when you lose your loved ones to a terrorist act can never be filled and this passing thought

'Over the weekend, I had been to the store to buy some T-shirts for my son. One of the T-shirts at the store said..."Can we all just get along?"...........My sentiments exactly. Really, nothing more to be said.'