A thought suddenly crossed my mind.
So many things seemed to have happened in 3 months.
It's been almost 90 days since the Bangkok protests and crackdown. People died, the city was a mess and we were there on coverage and were exhausted.
I remember walking around like a zombie and trying to keep safe while lugging all that weight around with me on assignment. The flak jacket, the cavlar helmet and cameras... in the heat.
And for what? More chaos now?
And since then, what have we done after pulling the plug on the story? People have died and their family's lives change forever. We can move on.
Get back home to our comfy beds, spend an intense 2 weeks covering the Youth Olympic Sporting event and watch people achieve another step closer to attaining their dream of winning an Olympic Gold medal.
Probably the highest achievement they will ever experience in their lifetimes.
Life is so crazy sometimes isn't it? Just a country away, people are dying and yet in another, across the border not far away, people are celebrating life's achievements.
That's what makes life so darn interesting. The dynamics of it all. And we journalists are straddling in on both ends of the spectrum.
It's so easy to be totally immersed in one and then pluck out and get into another. I'm not depressed or jaded but more amazed and maybe a little overwhelmed at the pace of things moving and also sometimes how lucky we are to be able to come home away from it all. We need Jesus all the time.
Wow.
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