I think whenever someone leaves us we get snapped to the unpleasant reality of how short and fragile life is and how we need to treasure the people around us, the people we know, our lives-- yet we never seem to remember this. At some point we go back to our lives and fret about the things we're carried away with every day. And that's very sad, it would really do us good if we made more of an effort to remember this daily. It's sad that it only hits us when the person in question is someone that has some sort of connection with us-- we can never mourn everyone, yet think of all the people that leave us silently, never seeming to leave any sort of a mark. I think what bothers me is whenever things like this happen we all convictedly go we must set this right we will set this right yet we never really do in the end and really why say all this when at the end of the day we aren't going to do much about it anyway? But one thing this makes us realise is that perhaps we shouldn't judge the school (or anyone) too harshly before knowing the entire situation. They do have a reason for doing what they do.

(am realising how cynical and dispassionate the above paragraph sounds oh dear) but really, my thoughts and my heart goes out to everyone out there today. sometimes these things happen at the worst possible times, but most times, there really isn't much most of us can do. perhaps we should learn to let the grieving grieve and just give them some space.

to anyone out there grieving: we all find solace in different ways. i hope you find yours.