Tuesday, February 2

Where were you?

These questions plague me.

Where were you when you heard the news... about the Oklahoma City Bombing ?
Where were you when Cassie Burnall was shot for saying she believed in God?
Where were you when the World Trade Center was hit?

One is just a paper I have to write for class.
Two, a song i sang in school for a talent show.
Last, I was being picked up from school by my friends' mom. I thought she must be joking.

Where were you?

Our lives are defined but what we do, but WHEN is decided by society. I don't remember these days because of something that someone else did, something else happened to someone else. I was just living my life. Or was I?

I honestly can't remember the FIRST time I realized that life should be treasured and lived REALLY LIVED each and every day to the fullest. But i remember the last.
I watched the movie Seven Pounds. I can't describe the way i felt because it was too personal to express. It had emotions and thoughts, memories both good and bad wrapped up in moral obligations, social expectations and unexpected events.
I just know that i don't want to have to wait for something to happen to me, I don't want to be another Where were you when...

I'm not going to let my best memories rely in what, when and who society says I must care.
My FIRST memory to treasure this year will not be " Did you see when ...." But instead will be "I did something"

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