Last Full Day in Paris

There is so much left to do.

 

That is the thought that continues to come back to me as I think about the future.   I am constantly reminded of how lucky we are to be alive and have the opportunities that we all have.  It is never as evident as when we consider events like the second world war and all the lives that were lost . . lives of people in their 20’s and 30’s, ready and willing to create new experiences, affect lives, make progress for humanity.

 

René told me a story of a good friend that had died at the train station in Forbach.  He was young, and he commited suicide.  He was a tall, handsome man who was distressed over a broken relationship, and came to the train station to die.  He was 24.  Dying at any age is a loss, but at 24 it’s a waste.

 

Those who have made it through the turbulent times of life with skills and good health have the opportunity to make real contributions to our families, our culture, and the cultures of the world.  Even if you didn’t think you had it to give, why not try?

 

What have any of us to lose?