IT’S hard to write this without it sounding trite or clichéd, but I’m going to give it a go.
In the last 24 hours I’ve come across a few news stories that have made me think. Like, really think, about how every single day we have on this planet is truly a gift, as there are no guarantees that we’ll see tomorrow.
It’s hard to remember this, in the ‘drama’ of every day life.
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When we’re busy with work deadlines and kid chaos and paying bills and just plugging through the day, we can (and do) slip into a place of complacency. As a result, we take things for granted. Really basic, simple things – like having a cup of tea.
Amelia Hill can’t drink tea, or coffee. Or eat a piece of fruit. Or ingest anything other than the handful of pureed meals she rotates through every meal: pumpkin, cauliflower, salmon. Rinse, repeat, day-in, day-out.
She’s living with a rare incurable disease that means she is allergic to almost EVERYTHING – from newspaper print to cleaning products. She can’t use a computer, read a magazine or even go outside to sit in the sun, without wearing a facemask. Amelia has spent the last five years housebound, yet she has the most positive attitude.
Then there’s little Kyden, the baby born in WA this week. His, mum, Kymmy, died during labour of an Amniotic Fluid Embolism, so she never got to meet her little man. A fundraising page has been set up for dad Wayde, who is now struggling to cope with his grief while facing the fact that he’s suddenly a single dad.
And on the Gold Coast, a couple is mourning their son after turning off his life support this week.
Jarred was celebrating a friend’s forthcoming wedding at an industrial building in Molendinar last Saturday, when he fell from a mezzanine level onto a concrete floor. His wife Leigh is pregnant, due in January.
To make the story just that much more devastating, the family lost their youngest son, Brock, last year when his life support was turned off, after he sustained head injuries in a road accident in January 2013.
How much pain can one family cope with?
So, it’s got me thinking. Out of respect to all of these people – and to all of those who’s life circumstances have delivered them a crappy hand – I reckon we should make a concerted effort to be just that little bit more grateful for what we’ve got.
It could be as simple as enjoying and savouring your morning cup of tea of coffee, rather than slamming it down as you quickly check your emails. Because, as morbid as it sounds, you never know which moment will be your last.
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