Putting things in perspective
This morning, MrPloppy got a phone call from the daughter of a friend of ours, letting us know he’s in hospital with leukaemia.
Then tonight I went to visit my ESOL student, and she told me that not only was the taxi driver who was murdered recently a friend of theirs (not surprising, really, given how small and close-knit the Afghan community is in Christchurch), but a young Afghani boy at her daughter’s school has just died of brain cancer, less than a month after he was diagnosed. Their whole community is reeling.
Suddenly any troubles I might have seem so very small.
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Its always sad to have such things touch your life, especially when they do seem to come in runs like that. But sometimes it is the jolt we need to get our own priorities in order.