Opportunities, remembrance, and appreciation.

I didn’t take my trip to be humbled. I don’t wake up looking for reasons to be thankful. Here I am though. In OKC going through the museum for the bombing. I’m humbled. In awe. Saddened.

A loss of life is terrible. It also teaches us. With no pun intended it’s an odd feeling seeing a museum that’s full of sadness and death give off such a hopeful feeling. Showing with every turn how odd the human spirit runs to danger to help instead of self preservation. The men and women who survived and helped are amazing.

im glad I’ve gotten the opportunity to do what I do day in and day out. With no tragedy forcing me to look at things differently. I’m glad I’m able to experience this. I’m humbled.