Gwendolyn Brooks
This morning, as I was, going about my daily tasks, not thinking about how blessed I was to even be looking at the news, shoving one foot into a shoe and chewing on a bagle at the same time, when the news of the death of Gwendolyn Brooks came up on the screen. My heart sank. I had to remind myself to chew and swallow; I was so taken by the news. I had the opportunity to hear her speak about a month ago, and I passed it up thinking that I would catch her next semester because she comes to my school every year. That's when it hit me that tomorrow is never promised. We take for granted that we'll wake up every morning go through our routine, come home, go to bed, and start it all over again the next day. It was a truly sobering realization.
Just thought I'd share that with you.
[This message has been edited by serenity_24 (edited December 06, 2000).]
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