Hills and Valleys

Life sure has a way of making you think. Up to last Sunday everything in our world was putting along fine. Happy, no real worries then...tap...tap on the shoulder. Life's little problems force you to turn around and see what all the tapping is about. One of my close friends came to me in desperate trouble...more trouble than I have ever known anyone to be in. That began the Sunday (God's day..yeah right) from hell. Then shortly after that my wife gets a phone call from her mom in Bolivia (yes my wife is from South America and all of her family still lives there), informing her of more political unrest in the country. Now, to us Canuks, political unrest is...hum how did the Liberal commies screw us again? how much money is missing this time?? In Bolivia, political unrest is how many people were shot? what city is burning? Who assassinated the President??
So needless to say our little comfort zone was soon shattered by the realities of the world around us. No longer could we proceed in our little bubble we had created, sheltered from the issues this planet and our society create two fold. Luckily the issues in Bolivia seem to be settling down a little, and as for my friend, only time will tell.