I thought I was having a rough morning when my favorite water bottle broke this morning.
Then I checked the news.
People, who were carrying out their every day routine taking the metro to work or in the airport possibly going to visit a loved one, they had a rough morning.
Whenever I hear news like this I am shocked.
I was shocked when I was 5 and lived through 9/11.
I was shocked back in November when Paris suffered a similar experience.
I think I’m mostly shocked because I don’t understand it.
I don’t understand why people want to hurt other people.
I will be the first to say that I do not agree with a lot of things my friends do. Sometimes it’s personal, sometimes it’s politics, and sometimes it’s religion. I may not agree with them but I would never try to force my view upon them (unless it’s Star Wars) nor would I harm them in anyway because of it.
For example some of my friends who are not Catholic don’t understand why we pray to the Virgin Mary, or why we believe that Jesus was the messiah we were all waiting for. And that’s okay.
It’s okay to have different thoughts and opinions about different things. That’s what makes us all interesting and unique.
I don’t believe it’s okay to harm someone, mentally or physically, because their views differ from yours.
Maybe that’s because I was told growing up never to “hate” anything but to “dislike” it.
Regardless, my heart goes out to people I’ve never met today.
They’re living in a state of panic for who knows how much longer and my biggest worry for the day is whether what is due for my PR research class next Tuesday.
When something like this happens it puts your view into perspective.