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Reason Between

In as much as I try to brush off the disturbing image, I can’t get over the heartbreaking scene of the 2-year old Chinese toddler getting run over twice then vulnerably ignored… Virally circulating, I suppose a substantial number has seen and knows what’s being referred to… 
As human nature allows, we tend to be judgmental of people despite being clueless of what really transpired and how it could all the more be devastating for the concerned or involved persons of the regrettable incident. Yet as wrong and insensitive to be condemnatory, I can’t help but be critical of how careless any parent or guardian not to tend to a defenseless child along hazardous environs. I’d even refuse to blame it on accident under the usual few-seconds-difference for a (parental) relapse considering how long it took for the toddler to helplessly suffer and exceedingly go through agony even more… It was gravely neglectful.

As for the insensible and unkind passersby: SHAME ON ALL OF YOU! And for those careless drivers: #><%@*ii^#@%!!

Then again, everything happens for a reason. Painful as it is mainly for the family, such unwelcome circumstance serves to embrace realization and contemplation. Though at the expense of an innocent loved one, it’s actually difficult to be accepting of how outwardly pointless nature takes its own course. Going deeper and in view of what’s within however, it’s to rather intensify our Faith. Let us not dwell on negativity. Our emotions could sometimes get the better out of us that could in fact get the situation worse than it already is… 

We could as well be insightful in balancing our sanity. It’s an essential ingredient for the capacity to move on…

Then again, it’s easier said than done…

My wife and I were conversing about how our son Lucas could be naturally “exhausting”. Not necessarily bothersome, there was one time when he sounded unruffled in calling his mom’s attention to which my then-preoccupied wife didn’t pay immediate attention to… As he was incessantly uttering “mommy!” though calmly, upon finally checking on him, my wife just shockingly spotted and realized that it was after-all a distress call for help as he was poorly hanging by the TV shelving and can’t get down. Anything could have “fallen in place as bounded by reason” but the unthinkable would be objectionable. 

I don’t think I’ll be able to deal with myself should my negligence in watching over an innocent all-the-same inquisitive child yields a regrettable loss. As adults, it’s our responsibility to be patiently attentive over children similarly entrusted to us by reason. There’s reason why we’re parents/guardians as much as there’s reason why they’re children. Let us not reason out rationales as tolerable excuses that aim to justify our failures. More so, let us not reason out a child’s natural carefree attitude as if we don’t know any better. Let us not even seek for a consideration (or even sympathy) with an argument that we’re not partial to such ensuing letdown therefore it’s out of the question to intentionally be careless about it… 

Yes, everything may happen for a reason but it’s similarly reason that could avert some things from happening… Our roles in relation to others are likewise reasons… As every ‘reason behind’ albeit supplemental, it differs from the ‘reason between’.

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