To list just a few of my current events, a Co-Worker has cancer (see The Red Carpet); a Co-Workers’ Best Friend since days at War together, has just been diagnosed with cancer and has 6 weeks to live. One Co-Worker had a stroke not to long ago and will be unable to return to work or his style of life and motorcycles. One Co-Worker recently unexpectedly under went immediate necessary brain surgery and died on the operating table. One Co-Worker just lost her Father-In-Law last night; as he drove home, he crashed into a tree; supposedly he had a heart attack. Another Co-Worker was telling me that she has had 4 deaths in her Family in the last 2 months. Understandably, she is unsure if she can handle the heart wrenching news if any more should occur, as other members in her Family are currently not well. In less than a few months, a champion Co-Worker has triumphed over her Daughters’ miscarriage, 3 cars in one month expensively breaking down, the loss of her Mother to inevitable cancer, and shortly afterwards, their Family dog dying - pending an astronomical vet bill. She accredits the Lord for her remarkable strength during this seeming trial. I widen my eyes and note, our City has just lost 9 Fire Fighters in one blaze. “The nation’s deadliest single disaster for firefighters since the Sept. 11 terrorist attacks.” This week, another rare event in our City took the lives of 5 People in a Highway accident involving an 18 wheeler. Compared to what everyone else is going through; I feel terrible to be complaining to myself, about my own mediocre confrontations amid dharma or karma. And yet with my heart being pulled in so many directions and many of my personal situations being intellectually challenged, I can’t help but want to scream.
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