This is not a regular blog post. This blog post has nothing to do with me. You will not see any affiliate links. I will not be talking about the latest trend, my latest home decor obsession, my current favorite beauty products or a round-up my latest Instagram happenings. I will not be linking to any past posts in this post to get you to read another post. There never has been a post like this on this blog.
This is about love. Love is pure, does not discriminate and doesn’t care what color your skin is or what your sexual orientation is. Love….is. The fact that someone in this world felt so passionately that he couldn’t accept this in his heart, that he had to take the lives of innocent people….dozens upon dozens of innocent people…is something that is hard for me to describe in words. My mind cannot mentally and logically comprehend why someone would do this.
The tragic (that isn’t even a proper enough word to describe it) mass shooting in Orlando that claimed the lives of nearly 50 people was described on the news as one of the worst massacres in American history. Many will remember this as one of those “…were where you when it happened” moments. I’m not going to remember where I was, I’m going to always remember how I felt. Numb. Heartbroken. At a loss for words.
Who has the right to judge you, shame you or even hurt you for being who you really are; who you truly are? Deep inside we know who we are, whether we are brave enough to outwardly embody it or whether we are still struggling with it deep inside, it matters not. You have the right to be who you are in your soul.
The children of Adam are limbs of one body
Having been created of one essence.
When the calamity of time afflicts one limb
The other limbs cannot remain at rest.
If you have no sympathy for the troubles of others
You are not worthy to be called by the name of “man”
– Saadi Shirazi
Others may have various different interpretation of the above quote. To me, it speaks to my heart, meaning that no matter who we are, what our lot in life, sexual orientation or color of our skin, we are all human beings. We are all different and unique, as we were meant to be and there is absolutely nothing wrong with that. If we do not have compassion for each other then what do we have?
Just because this happened at a gay club, does that make it less of a tragedy? Are these lives lost worth any less than those of others? Why are some many people in the world is such a cycle of such hate? These are sad questions that have been plaguing my mind lately. I recently saw a video tribute from Anderson Cooper on CNN that I think speaks beautifully and honors those who were lost.
“They are more than a list of names. They are people who loved and were loved.”
– Anderson Cooper
My heart goes out to the families of those lost in Orlando.