sometimes someone elses life is harder than your own

I have never had alot of compassion for others, I wish I knew how. I just hear others talk about how mommy didn't love them or life has been so hard for them.... I have been through alot too. You don't hear me mommy was an alcoholic and daddy is a drug addict. Please just let it go, at some point you have to take charge of your own life and suck it up. It is your own choice to sink or swim. Life was much harder for me than that and some days it gets to me, but I have other things that are more important. I only say these things cause I am trying to make a point about others.............

This morning Richard was reading some news add about a little girl 8 or 9 years old who was shot and killed by the misfire of a police officers gun. I don't have alot of details about this cause I just couldn't listen anymore. The little girl was sleeping on the couch when the officers stormed her house and one of their guns went off. The father came out to see what had happened and they threw him to the ground (they threw him in a puddle of his own child's blood). I don't remember why this all happened but that's all I could bring myself to hear.

First I mourn for the little girl who will miss so many things for such a stupid reason, but I believe that God had and still has a plan for her. Then I mourn for the police officer who forever has to live with what has happened. I can bet that this will haunt every wakeful moment of his life and every sleepless night he has to come. I only hope that he has love in his life to go home to so that he does not take his own life, God has a plan for him as well. And last but not least I mourn for the mother and father of this child. They will never kiss this baby again. They will never hold this child in their arms again, never hold her to keep her safe or play with her again. I am sad for them because they will never know what kind of person she would have been, what her babies would have looked like what kind of man she would have chosen and so many other things, you are supposed to outlive your children not the other way around.

I know that my life has been hard, but I don't think I could recover from something like this. Sometimes someone Else's life is just harder than your own.
Today I will reflect on the good things I have and the love that fills my house. Nothing can touch that.