Ever had one of those days when what you thought you were going to write, what you had mapped out, annotated and all but written, falls apart? I'm having one of those mornings. I had planned to write something about how two accidents this weekend coloured my thoughts in the drab hues of lament; how a plane crash in San Francisco and train wreck in Lac-Megantic underscore the fine line between happiness and horror, security and vulnerability, life and death; how accidents always disrupt, disturb and destroy our neat, comfortable lives.
But then I saw
this video by Sandra Meroz about Lac-Megantic and it says so much more than I could say, and with so much more eloquence. Thank you Sandra Meroz for creating this very poignant montage. Any moaning I might have done this day would be an affront to the people of this small Quebec town.
My heart goes out to you, the people of Lac-Megantic as you struggle to live again amidst so much destruction and loss, so many questions without answers. May there be many hand holds and hugs for you in the coming days and weeks.
