My heart is in a somber and hurtful state now. I cried a bit this afternoon while deleting on my iPhone the photos of Crush and the notes for him. Looking back, it has been 2 uneventful years of my admiration and giddiness over him. I am sad yet glad to discover that he is in a happy state of love relationship now. I prayed for this, that there will be somebody who will take care of him and nurture him in a special way. That that girl doesn't necessarily have to be me. Prayers come true.
Tonight as I watch the primetime news, a larger and lonelier plight compared to my melodramatic episode was on screen. The devastation left by Pablo in Davao Oriental squeezed my heart in a stronger punch. Hospitals were down, water and electricity left the site, medicines vanish as the increasing number of sick individuals continue to pile up. As a nurse, it swells my soul to see the physicians, nurses and midwives tenaciously looking after the patients under the shattered roof and torn walls of their hospitals. Their resiliency and oath of care for others is so palpable, this in spite of their own broken and tired bodies and emotions. Parents were helpless as they witness their children suffer from convulsion due to high fever, diarrhea hit the little ones and fluids and drugs to replace electrolytes and lost nutrients continue to go low in supply.
And I ponder, do I have the slightest right to complain and sulk about my sad love story when there is this lonely reality that there are these people who experience much worse than me.:(
I need to do something. I know that simply feeling sympathy and pity for these helpless and sick people is never enough.
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