a reflection (the boston marathon).

15 Apr

life is so unfair sometimes.

(we wake up.

we work. we eat. we sleep.)

and then we hit the snooze button and cycle through it all over again.

and for the most part, our lives are relatively predictable.

we’ve mastered the art of that whole ‘routine’ thing.

but somewhere…somewhere in the midst of the day-to-day monotony, we forget.

we forget how lucky we are. how blessed we are. how god damn grateful we should be.

how fragile the human spirit is.

we complain about the weather. we honk at the car driving too slow in front of us. we yell at the waiter who gets our order wrong. we bitch about how little money we make.

and then, horrific things happen.

and suddenly, our perspective changes.

what we previously thought was a nuisance, is futile.

as i sit here and type this, i can’t help but desperately question why. why life is so unfair sometimes.

but we’re still here.


to love and be compassionate and be thoughtful and be kind. to give to one another.

from one humble human being to another, quietly say something, anything, before you fall asleep tonight.

if it’s in your practice, please pray for the victims and their families.

and if (like me) you still question whatever greater power exists in the universe, tell yourself you’re going to start complaining a little bit less, and start appreciating a little bit more.

because life is short.

and we need a little more peace in the world.

here is an eloquent and beautiful read about the boston marathon from the new yorker.

(signed, the post-grad.)

2 Responses to “a reflection (the boston marathon).”

  1. ann griffiths April 16, 2013 at 9:03 am #

    edie you write brilliantly and yes there is a higher Being. it may take you a while to discover gma ann

    • edie April 16, 2013 at 9:06 am #

      love you.

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