Self,First let me say that I do not know this family. Although at this point I may be able to figure out a few access points through the "six degrees of separation" network, but that's not what's important.
The tragedy of this family is that every person in this picture is no longer alive! Worse yet, is that their death was an inside job - murder suicide by the husband/father. I had heard about this family late last night and it made be feel bad. Now that I've seen this photo, it's made me feel even more sad. WHAT A BEAUTIFUL FAMILY! The loss of them just hurt....I don't know exactly why...like I said I don't know them, but I still feel the need to mourn for them.
From what the reports say, both the husband and wife were fired from their jobs at Kaiser. Yes fired, not layed off. The word is that they were terminated because they (allegedly) commited fraud in order to obtain childcare assistance. NOW let's be real, in an effort to streamline things Kaiser may have just used this situation to their advantage, and saying this doesn't absolve the couple of their guilt if they did do it. Not my concern.
My concern is:
Where was his FAITH?
Where was his HOPE?
Where was his LOVE?
Where was his JOY?
Where was his SPIRIT?
I know that those are all heavy words and this is a time that I wish there was a word to encompass all of them because individually each word does not do justice to the true sentiments of what I'm thinking and feeling.
I know that we as a people have more resources and options and hell plain out more money than any previous generation in this country's history. No matter how hard/desperate things got, I feel people were more willing to fight/struggle and see themselves and their families through their problems and didn't take that route. (I know there were some parent who would rather see their children dead then see them live as slaves and maybe that mentality is part of the source of this tragedy.) Isn't that WHY we are a generation so fortunate to be where we are. Hell isn't that part of the celebration behind our new President. (NO, I Don't think he is superman, but isn't it a testimonial to those struggling achievements!?)
I won't go on talking about it. Just wanted to get some of its weight off my chest.
Sincerely,
Pharaoh
I won't go on talking about it. Just wanted to get some of its weight off my chest.
Sincerely,
Pharaoh
6 comments:
Yes indeed Pharaoh it is sad. The picture does bring it to a different light.
Peace and blessings
Ms Angie,
I tell you when I first saw the family picture, my heart just broke for them...even now my eyes get a little misty thinking about it.
when I first heard of this story I changed the channel because I couldn't bring myself to imagine the pain and suffering that went on....
At the end of every struggle is achievement. Your blog post is a reminder that there is always another option, even if you have to struggle to get there. Even in tragedy we will find strength to press forward. My eyes fill with tears as well.
where are all those things? buried under a mountain of the everyday struggle. It is exactly those things that get us through the struggle but when forgotten things go haywire. The same happens when people forget to turn to God or whatever grounds them in faith.
and while we are the most prosperous generation the disparity between those with wealth and those floating by is as large as at any other time, numbers can be deceiving.
Casualties like this should remind us to prop up those in our lives that need it most, even when all we got, no other proof but a feeling that they need it.
Prez,
You are right, I'm sure those things were forgotten and buried as you say, but But how could he look each member or this family in the face and not find even a ounce of those things before pulling the trigger on them.
Especially the little girl on the end next to the wife...you just know she had so much personality. I don't know her but I see it by looking at this picture.
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