With Titanic being revisited yet again with the remaking of the movie it has caused me to think.
Like many before me I have always been facinated with the tragic story of her sinking.
What most people do not realize is the iceberg really didnt sink her..
She could have easily been saved had communication been deliverd to the right person.
Many warnings were sent and only a fraction were seen by those that needed to see them ..
1500 souls were lost that night and for no good reason.
Had the warnings been deliverd to the people who needed to see them many people would have been saved and just think as we approach its 100th anniversary how many more people would be here today?
Whose childeren or great grandchildren might have changed our world?
A lot to think about huh?
Just imagine the possibilities
Moral of it is communicate to those who need to hear it..Reassure them in the process..
Thoughts to live by daily
Love someone who does not love you in return...Give of yourself to someone who has nothing to give you and can not help you..Those closest to you tell em you love em and more importantly show them for we never know what the next day will bring..
When you communicate remember a few things.
Even if you lie the truth will be known. Listen intently to all information and disinformation and recognize it for what it is and act accordingly..
Be as transparent as you can with anyone and everyone that way a potential enemy has less they can hold over you.
When you speak or act do it from the heart..Don't phone it in...
Often times the best thing to do is play dumb rather than act smart..you learn a lot more that way..
to give you a little backstory on this..I spent a decade with my aunt and mom watching them slowly wither away..It was the hardest but also the most rewarding thing I've ever done..It was hard knowing that the Reaper with hovering close and never knowing from day to day when he would choose to show up.
The Wednesday night before my moms stroke the last words I spoke to her were "Goodnight mom I love you". She was sitting on the couch enjoying her last meal which was from Taco Bell,reading a book I had got her for mothers day and watching tv..all of which were things she loved. Five am the next morning the stroke hit..One of the hardest things I had to do after was help the er nurse strap my mom into a bed too keep her from harming herself worse..She was fighting and fighting for her life..
Monday morning she was gone...
My aunt lasted a while longer before a stroke also took her away..She was much harder to deal with as Alzimers was eroding her brain ever so slowly..I promised both I would stay with them to the end and that I did. I did the best I knew how to under the circumstances..
I lived that decade watching and waiting as death crept in on them. not an easy thing to do..now days I wish I'd done more because hindsight is much more accurate than foresight..
hindsight about the Titanic is much the same..It could have been saved...but with that think about the thousands who have been saved with those lessons learned from that tragedy and think about the contributions to our world that hae been made from the people and descendants of those saved due to those lessons..
Point of all of this is ..Never view a situation as hopeless, always hold out hope and have faith..Faith in God,Faith in yourself and also in those around you..As long as God gives you lifes breath and those around you you can change they can change and situations can change..Have faith and do your best in what ever small way you can daily to be a better person.
Wallace Hartley and his band played till the very end...He knew as did they that they would most likely go down with her but they chose to play hymns to calm those trying to live and to reassure those who were going to meet God that night..
I am sorry for the rambling nature of this but I don't do rough drafts I'm just calling things as I see them in hopes that this little story might help someone out there have a bit better of a day..
I would like to leave with a poem I wrote during the time I spent with my mom and aunt.
It used to have a drawing I did of an old sailing ship on a rough ocean,,If I ever find it i will include it later...
" Dream Ship"
" Sail on dreams alone and you will sink like a stone
But combine those dreams with good deeds and
you will always make it home."
PS This Saturday is St Patricks day.I know what you are thinking..Neck deep in green beer and everyone is "Irish" for a day.. I've been to Dublin (Ga) ans Savannah for the parties and you know what strikes me as odd..Everyone getting drunk as dogs to celebrate a saint..
Take it from a proud person of Irish heritage ( Freeman family from County Claire)
If you want to celebrate a saint how about acting saintly? Say a few prayers or help someone out in need (and I'm talking more than helping your drunk friend out of the bar) If you are going to be at a party then make sure people get home safe... For me its a long working weekend so I'll be clelebrating by trying to get sales set and taking care of customers and doing my very best to see they get what they need and or want...
Khevin S Farmer
