Pensive

Sometimes the things that happen around us affect us more than we want to admit.

Yesterday, one of my husband's co-workers passed away at work. Before coming to work in the morning, he must have said bye to someone. Might have made plans for the evening. Instead of going back, he just passed away. Who can guess what was he working on, what was he thinking, what was he going through when he died in the men's room in the evening? Just when everyone were going home. And how would it have affected the person who found him in the men's room? How did the family receive that information? These questions will never get answers.

Life ceased for him in the most unexpected moment. He must have driven himself to work that morning. He definitely would not have expected that he had to hitch a ride in the hearse.

And then there was the news item about a barbaric activity in Miami. A man eating another man. Really. The cops who saw the scene had to kill the attacker. Victim was already dead. I will not go into the details.

Sudden deaths, serious accidents and inhuman activities really make me very very sad. I wonder on my wisdom of having kids. They are young and vulnerable. What if something happens to us and they are left alone in this world to face the odds? They have no relatives here. And we have no will. I am not even sure if they will ever be able to see their grandparents or any other relatives in India should some disaster strikes and they are left alone.

I know thinking these thoughts are never helpful. I also know we cannot stop the inevitable. What will be will be.