The Writer's Weekly

Good morning to you all.

I am too distracted by the disasters happening in the world to discuss the minutiae of writing today.

When I read about Myanmar, and now the devastating earthquake in China, I realized how fragile our lives really are.

One day your life is, well, regular and routine and then suddenly it changes completely, and sometimes forever.

It is painful to realize that the aid waiting to help in Myanmar is not even being allowed to reach the people who desperately need it.

And in China seconds mean lives, especially for the schools that were flattened in the quake.

It is at times like these I wonder why people become concerned with buying a bigger house, a nicer car or those diamond earrings.

I know having nice things is fine, but our society has an obsession with having more than we need, even to be comfortable.

I think we all realize that the one-day budget for defense in the US could feed all the world's starving children.

But, we let the children starve anyway. Why? Because they aren't in our backyard. But wait, there are children starving in Montreal too.

Somehow I can't help but feel we are all part of the problem, even if we don't mean to be.

I think I will spend some time thinking about how I can change this reality. Little changes and little choices can add up to be revolutionary changes in my life, so why not someone else's life too?

If we all took the time to sponsor a child or donate money regularly to a women's shelter it would create a snowball effect that would likely save lives.

There couldn't be anything negative about that. People simply have to take the time.

Time. That's something we have a lot of.

We should use it wisely.