This year has become a very sad time for aviation having some of the most tragic air accidents in recent history. Hearing news like this makes me sad not just because of the fact that a lot of lives have been lost but it also makes me think of the anguish every family of the people onboard feel during this painful, stressful and confusing times. Although as of writing there is still no confirmation of the fate of QZ8501, the waiting is just like plunging into the abyss.
After having my own family I have become more paranoid over everything – from the most trivial to the most substantial, not a single thought is spared. As they say when you learn to love someone (or something) you become scared; scared that they will not love you back, scared that one day you’ll lose them. So I assume this is what happens to me. I’ve lost so much in my life I don’t think I can afford to lose any thing I have right now. The thought of it leaves me gasping for air. Although on the brighter side, experiencing loss at an early age makes me understand things easily. Not that I can face these things unscathed but its the acceptance of the fact that we live in a world where pain is inevitable, you just have to learn to how deal with it. Nobody said pain is easy but nobody also said it is permanent. It is lingering, yes but somehow you get by. As someone who got left behind you just have to go on living, one day at a time and pray that God will give you the wisdom and the heart to accept, the time and moment to grieve and the courage to move on.
As someone looking from the outside, I offer my thoughts and prayers to all the families maybe not just of those onboard but for everyone involved in that flight (and the other flights which had an accident this year) – the management, engineers, mechanics and ground crew. May you all experience God’s embrace in this difficult situation.