Today is not a good day. Today is not a normal day. Today is a day when travel and blogging just doesn’t matter.
The day began as any other day. I got up.
I had to drive to another city for a meeting yet before I left home I had time to check my e-mail. It was a sad moment which set the course for the day.
A friend advised me of some bad news about what is happening in their life. I am sworn to secrecy as to what is happening since it is very personal to them. However what I can say is that knowing this friend is going through such a difficult time hurts me. It hurts me that I know my friend has unwanted challenges to overcome.
It hurts me to know my friend has suffered, is suffering and likely may suffer more. In empathy I share their pain.
Seeing that e-mail left me speechless.
For once I didn’t know how to respond. I logged out because that is the only thing I could do to cope with the news.
Later in the day I was able to share some texts with this friend and I know they are coping. Naturally this is a great relief for me to know this. However, given any choice I’d rather they never face this challenge at all.
Then the day takes another negative turn by late lunchtime.
A young colleague informs me that his father has been diagnosed with cancer.
I literally don’t know what to say.
How could this family be cursed with such a horrible condition?
Of course I know how. My family was also cursed with this horrible condition years ago when my sister fell victim to this evil condition.
Thankfully this time the condition has been caught early and we live in hope. The words from my colleague provide a concept of reality. Whilst the condition is not far developed, treatment can be controlled and the per cent-ages are in our favour.
This bad news has some hope and I like hope, it drives us to face the challenges ahead.
They say bad news comes in three’s, so here comes the whammy. The mother of all whammies for a bad day.
This time from someone completely different.
He informs me that our terminally ill friend has suddenly taken a turn for the worse. The situation looks critical and we think pancreatic cancer will win this battle.
How long is there to go? Minutes, hours, days?
We all knew this moment would come, but why now?
Our dying friend doesn’t want any fuss or any more visitors.
We can say one final goodbye once he’s passed.
When this happens we do not know, but it could well be before you’ve even read this article.
Yet I know that this Saturday morning I leave home at 4:30am. I leave to begin a long journey to far east Asia. Not for a day, not for a week but for a number of weeks.
Whilst I enjoy the travel. The excitement, the challenges, the wonders and the cultural intricacies, the timing is wrong. Not now.
Naturally being away from my bride is the biggest challenge of my travel. We can deal with that.
Yet the knowledge that I cannot be around for one final goodbye to a friend of more than 20 years is a difficult one.
My travel is with work. I have to go. This is not my family dying, this is one of my many, beloved friends.
I have no rights to stay. I have no knowledge of future events. I don’t know when he will die.
I hope he can hold on until I return but this is a completely selfish wish. Is it wrong to be selfish?
I don’t want him to suffer anymore.
Yet in all of this the world goes on.
My day to day duties continue.
My hobby of blogging continues.
Flights And Frustration is more popular than ever.
My inbox of Travel Blogger Interviews has more pending interviews to post than ever before.
Yet does it really matter?
Today, travel and blogging doesn’t matter.
Life goes on and will continue to go on.
And whilst it does I will say a prayer for all of those less fortunate than me.
I’m thankful for my bride, my family, my friends, my travel, my work, my security in life.
Yet, just for today I feel for others. Today is not a good day.