Henna is applied for luck as well as joy and beauty. I know it's more than luck as to why I was given a second chance on life six years to the day during one hot, summer afternoon in New York City.
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I read something so brutally honest that it echoes ever so loudly during times where a lost sense of something as sacred as life doesn't seem so sacred anymore.
"Our life is a short time in expectation, a time in which sadness and joy kiss each other at every moment. There is a quality of sadness that pervades all the moments of our lives. In every satisfaction, there is an awareness of limitations. In every success, there is the fear of jealousy. Behind every smile, a tear. In every embrace, loneliness. In every friendship, distance. And in all forms of light, there is a knowledge of surrounding darkness. An intimate experience in which every bit of life is touched by a bit of death can point us beyond the limits of our existence. It can point us in a direction where we can look forwards in expectation when our hearts will be complete."
I salute this world's undercover heroes that get lost in sensationalized headlines. Maybe because real heroes don't care for the limelight.
I pledge to try my best to help let truth and justice meet with every word I can write and speak as a journalist. I also pledge to have a little (or a lot) of fun while doing it. Lord knows I love a good laugh.