A bit of depressing news for you this rainy Monday morning. A family of four, along with 2 of their help, died in a fire in Quezon City. The fire was said to have been caused by a car parked outside their house. The fire started at dawn and everyone was fast asleep. It must have been too late by the time they woke up. Rescuers found all 6 bodies all huddled up together. One of the children was my cousin's college classmate. What a way to start the week.
Tears threatened to fall when my dad told me about this. Who would have thought that such a sad and terrible thing would happen to an innocent family? I don't know these people, but my whole heart goes out to them and to everyone they left behind. This, I suppose, serves as a reminder to the rest of us. Nothing is permanent, and the future is as uncertain as it is iminent. Each day that we are alive - each and every minute that we are breathing and speaking and moving and thinking and dreaming and loving - is a gift; a gift that we so often take for granted.
With everything that has been going on around the world -- the earthquake and tsunami in Japan, the civil wars in Yemen, and all other heartbreaking news -- it makes you wonder what other things we living being must endure. After hearing the news, I immediately thought of all my family, my friends, my boyfriend, and everyone I hold dear. Now is as good a time as any to tell them how much I love and appreaciate them. Cliche, but true.