Life is funny. All of the last two weeks, I’ve moaned about my poor internet connection – I haven’t been able to browse, blog or do all the stuff I would normally do.
And then yesterday, there was a plane crash in my country, Nigeria. So many people gone – and now my poor internet connection seems trivial, inconsequential. How vulnerable we are. But the most surprising thing is….life goes on. People walk about, cry, live and its not as if they don’t grieve but they have to go on still.
I’m trying to grieve but its hard. I feel this deep stillness, a greyness, a heaviness that sits heavy in my stomach. Relatives of my friends died in the crash but no one I knew personally but still I am saddened at the dead dreams, the hopes that will live no more and the friends and family that are still in shock! May God give them strength to go on, and soothe their aching hearts.
But it could have been me, it could have been anyone – that’s the scary part.
Two weeks ago I was meant to travel to Lagos, from Port Harcourt where I live, only an hour away. I was meant to fly with the very airline that crashed. Sure, it was two weeks ago and I ended up not going – I was at the airport for hours, the flight was delayed and I got fed up, so I packed my bags and went home.
Life holds us all in its palm, in its care and neither queen nor pauper is shielded from life. Life has a lot to offer, still.
Please say a prayer for the bereaved.
Lots of love X X X