It was surreal seeing this ship tipped over, like the little toy boats I play with in the bathtub.
One very important thing comes to my mind when I think of this devastating event:
It DOES NOT surprise me that the crew/passengers didn't know how to correctly handle the safety boats, jackets and equipment.
In an adrenaline pumping, life threatening situation, people cannot, and don't, think rationally. Especially when you're not really listening to instructions to begin with.
For the patrons of these gigantic watercraft, there is a mandatory meeting, so to speak, on how to save your life if a horrible situation arises. Most people don't attend. Or if they attend, they are listening with a drink in their hand, ready to party and excited to get away from land. Maybe only 2% actually retain this information that could possibly save their lives.
Or..... the passengers may think that if something DOES happen, it's the crew's responsibility to help them and save them...... WOW! Giving so much power over your life to people you don't know, astounds me.
Picture getting on a flight. The steward 'person' is talking above children crying, fat guys breathing, people adjusting their clothes & seat belts & last minute texting/calling/tweeting/facebooking. No one listens to the teacher. If something did happen to the plane only a few would ACTUALLY be confident in knowing what to do. I wouldn't know what to do. I'd ask my new best friend beside me or freak the F out!
We play with the possibilities of something extraordinary happening TO our lives, but never take to heart that it could actually come to fruition.
I know I will definitely start listening to the teacher a little more often, when on adventures that could kill me.
There was a time, not too long ago, when I thought to myself "I need to believe in miracles again".
When my babies were babies, there were so many miracles that happened to us... quite often, they were DAILY occurrences.
Many of these miracles were medical in nature. Sickness disappeared or money we needed 'appeared' when I was desperate (jobs, etc., NOT the street corner, bastards) or friends to help at JUST the right time. All these miracles happened because of the constant "on my knees" prayers and desperation in life.
When you're by yourself, with no help, sometimes that's all you have! You will do anything for your kids, to have them not hurt or suffer & hide them from the pain.
I figured out, I was at a point, that I had forgotten what it was to BELIEVE in miracles, and I actually forgot to BELIEVE in good things.
Living EVERY DAY like this, has a way of getting in the way of positive thoughts. There were no negative thoughts either. Just a day to day "get over the day", non-thinking kind of existence.
Because no one needed, or wanted, to be a part of my difficulties, there was a constant smile on my face. A wall of laughter. I have found that over the years, it did change my personality. Not for the best.
I look back at that bleakness and feel sad at the time that was lost. A period of just existing or of 'trying' to exist. The mask was believable -- even to myself.
Don't waste time just existing. Believe in miracles. Have faith in things that can happen, because they do happen. Maybe not in your time, but IN time they do. It doesn't get you anywhere.
Whether inside your mind or outside your mind ~~ Feeling sorry for yourself, is NOT attractive.
P.S .... DON'T EVER CALL ANYONE FiFi EXCEPT YOUR DOG