I know that I will go to bed tonight in what I consider to be the most comfortable bed known to woman and others will not. Someone out there lies beneath mounds of rubble, praying that they will be found, hoping that their heart won’t stop beating, hoping that this won’t be the last breath that they take. I know that I will read my book and maybe catch an episode of one of my beloved shows, while someone out there frantically searches for their children, their best friend, their mother, anyone. I know that God willing, I will arise in the morning to my beautiful condo while someone out there will fall to their knees as they see their home that they built a life in, crumbled into nothing more than a heap of garbage, unrecognizable to even its owner.
We may not have everything we want, but we have what we need. The essentials. To anyone that is reading this, I know you have access to a computer to read these words. In the shadow of this dark tragedy, I hope we each take more than a moment of silence, more than a few bucks out of our pockets, but take a long observation of what surrounds us, what really matters and what at the end of the day we fear being without. Because in a moment, in one unfortunate rumble in the Earth, it could be taken from you.
