So pretty soon, Lowell is going to have it's first Darfur Week, which is an awareness campaign to educate the school and the community about the genocide that is going on in Darfur, Sudan. Now I was given a preview/background information about the situation in Darfur during my leadership class since our community liason Diane Suen is putting this event together for us, she gave us a very good presentation. During the presentation, which happened to be on Ash Wednesday, I was in the mindset of knowing how blessed I was and just preparing myself for this season to reflect on what Jesus has done for me.
So during this presentation, I witnessed things I never thought would happen in my lifetime. Events that seemed to occur only in history seem to reappear in modern times and it was scary. Pictures of malnutrient children and mass displacement of thousands of people touched me in a way that just makes you cry. I think even though I know how blessed I am sometimes there are still things that are just unbelievable, I could've been born in Sudan and facing genocide yet God created me here and he placed my life in good hands, raising me up with decent people around me and placing me in a good family with adequate lifestyles. I mean I could be homeless for all I know or living in poverty or suffering with disease but no, I am not, and there is much to be appreciated and thankful for.
Just thinking all this, wars and genocide made me think about a very special friend. Someone whom I miss very much and haven't spoken to since December? well he's going off the Marines and in a way I just can't let him go...Though we haven't really talked in almost a year maybe more, there was never a day where he wasn't apart of me, wasn't a day where he never crossed my mind and it just makes me terribly sad at the thought of losing him and communication with him for years....
I can see myself after college, still thinking about this, still pondering and regretting the fact that I didn't take the initiative to make contact so I can at least know that I can still try to communicate with him somehow...I don't know I'm really sad and I can't do anything.
Even though the situation is out of my hands, I do pray, I pray that he will stay safe and out of harm's way and just know that I really do miss him and I'm sorry.