I just wanted to let those of you who are aware of my hubby's (Mark) business trip to London, England that he is home and doing fine. He left there Wednesday Morning and was home yesterday afternoon. Linda you are right...his lazy safe ass is in bed with jet lag.
I would like to thank all of you for your phone calls and emails/posts that were worried and concerned for his well being.
I would like to also express my sadness and again that uneasy feeling that I feel this morning for those who are coping with the horrific acts in London. I am reminded how surreal and out of my control it felt with 911 and here I am again experiencing the same feelings. I guess it stems from that fact that I cannot wrap my mind around the concept of planning and executing such massive destruction that will alter and cease the lives of thousands of innocent people.
I am a helper, it's what I was born to do. I help those I have just met, those I will never meet and those who mean the world to me. I am a bitch, but I don't have it in me to purposely plot out hurt and pain onto someone else.
I was tearful while watching the events thinking about how close Mark could have come. How I worry so when he is out of town about his safety, as the people involved are innocent and just in the wrong place at the wrong time. How even if he was alright, the possibilities that I may not know for hours or days would be torture. I know that if Mark were still in London now, I would be out of my mind with fear and panic.
I am consumed with empathy for everyone who has not heard news and for those who have been injured or lost their lives and I would like to extend my thoughts and prayers to all.