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Oct 2014
I love tragedies.

Don’t get me wrong, I hate it when people get hurt. I hate devastation and sadness and I am a strong believer that life is too short to be anything but happy. But as much as we wish, hope, and believe for everything to turn out right, it won’t. It can’t. Life’s balancing act will bring you to your knees, and there is nothing you can do about it. Best friends get in car accienents, our most beloved pet is put to sleep, and the man in shining armor we think is our happily ever after turns out to be hiding a devastating secret.

But, I love these moments.

Because when they happen, it makes us take a minute out of our days. It makes us ignore the cell phone and cancel lunch meetings. Tragedies bring us closest to what is most important in our lives. Tragedies are the one thing that shows us what we value most in this world. And once you know what’s most important, nothing else matters.

In all these tragedies, from the seriousness of 9-11 to the annoyance of a broken ankle, we figure out that the darkness is important. The darkness can show us things that are hidden by the mask of the light.
Iris Blanche
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