Where was I that day? I was in bed. I was laid off and feeling sorry for myself. My phone rang and someone asked me if I heard the news? “Who cares,” I said, “same old, same old.” I turned the TV on after they hung up on me.
I saw, I heard, I got my ass out of bed and went to the blood bank. Then I maxed out my credit cards sending what I could to those who needed it. Needless to say, I no longer felt sorry for myself I was in shame of my selfishness.
From that day forward, mankind has been my business. I don’t give till it hurts, I give till it’s gone. I am a religious man. And I pray every night for strength and guidance to go forward, helping whomever I can. And I can’t save everyone. And I thank G-d for all of the unsung heroes who put their lives on the line for others. The work is never-ending and the burden is great. We need everyone to help.
Never forget. Never stop trying to end Hell on earth. I love you all and there is nothing you can do about it.
Sep 25, 2011 @ 19:43:14
Thanks for that awesome posting. 🙂