The following blog post was written by a young woman just after she had been caught up in a killer’s random firing in a Toronto mall. She had a strange sense of something amiss which took her out of the mall just before the crime happened. I hope you won’t be upset by this blog, because to me, the taste of death can be oddly liberating – it takes away all the imaginary future we live in and leaves us utterly at peace in the unknown – smack in this moment.
The odd and tragic thing is this same girl was caught up in the Aurora shootings in Denver, just two months later and died there.
“I was shown how fragile life was on Saturday. I saw the terror on bystanders’ faces. I saw the victims of a senseless crime. I saw lives change. I was reminded that we don’t know when or where our time on Earth will end. When or where we will breathe our last breath. For one man, it was in the middle of a busy food court on a Saturday evening.
I say all the time that every moment we have to live our life is a blessing. So often I have found myself taking it for granted. Every hug from a family member. Every laugh we share with friends. Even the times of solitude are all blessings. Every second of every day is a gift. After Saturday evening, I know I truly understand how blessed I am for each second I am given.”
Jessica Ghawi.