Fragility...

Every once in awhile, something so devastating happens that I am jolted into remembering how very fragile life is.

It happened yesterday in Boston, and it happened in December in Newtown.

I did not have a very good day yesterday. My daughter and I had a disagreement, basically, I completely lost my temper and yelled at her, a lot.

Little did I know, two hours later, hundreds of people, who were probably enjoying a wonderful day in Boston, had their lives suddenly changed forever when the first explosion happened.

My 'bad day' and my little argument with my daughter suddenly seemed so silly and inconsequential. All I wanted to do was to hold on to her as tight as I could.

My heart goes out to the people in Boston, and to all of us who lose a little piece of our innocence whenever a horrendous event like this happens.

It is unfortunate that often it is tragedies that reminds us to cherish lives. To spend quality time together. To remember that we love each other.