I had a nightmare last night.
It was pretty weird status setting. However it still makes me think a lot and deep about the meaning.
The dream was like that;

There was a  guy. He had a family. He loved his family and always cared about his kids.
I was looking at the whole picture from an upper view point. I didn’t know even his name. However, I knew he had a time bomb inside of his body and no one knew when it explodes.
He also knew what he had in himself. But he was doing his very best to hide the truth and spent his precious time of life with his kids as much as he could.
I kept watching their happiness. It was just a beautiful picture. They were just a bunch of happy blessed people.

Then the time came.
From the beautiful motions picture, only he suddenly disappeared. It was just like tuning off the TV. Just as turning off a room light, he disappeared from the world.
(The gruesome scene of the explosion probably could not have been depicted by my poor imagination)

At the quiet scene that he disappeared and his son realized the whole truth he had never thought, I woke up.
I woke up with a terrible feeling in the hopeless vibe. I was angry at the dream.
‘It was so unfair and why did I have to have it?!’
That’s how I thought immediately I woke up.

However, soon, I realized.
It was just what is happening in Gaza at this moment.

All fathers and mothers, all uncles and aunties, all grandparents are spending their time with their kids with the fear ‘this might be the last time to hold them’
They are worried about the kids’ lives after they leave the world against their wills.
The time bombs are not necessary in the scenario in reality. It is because there are wars instead of them.

I know how this writing is depressing.
But we sometimes have to see someone’s story as ours. That’s how empathy is.
If we can do that without getting depressed, that would help the best. But it is just so freaking hard.
So, even you gotta depressed, I want you to try to look at how the world is today, and how we’re lucky living such safe countries.

Not to be arrogant (means almost equal to being idiots), we need to recognize the privilege and blessing as the basic of basics.