Life.

Saddened by all the news about the missing Air Asia plane that was found. 3 bodies have been recovered so far. Thinking about how life is so fragile makes me really sad. I can't imagine what will happen if any of my friends, family, or relatives were on that plane. I'd probably cry to death. :'(

With that said, it is still better to have been found than not. MH370 is still missing and it's really heartbreaking to know that relatives of the missing people are being left hanging on a thread. Praying for a miracle to happen yet half accepting that they are most probably dead. If it is me, what would I do? What would I be thinking? Praying? Or hoping for?

I don't know. It's just too cruel to take away lives like that. Do the people suffer less than if they were to die of illnesses/viruses? Is it better to be "missing" than to be "declared dead"?

I'll take this piece of news to remind myself forever to be grateful about my life because life itself is a gift. Be grateful that we have a roof over our heads, family and close friends whom we can lean on, a stable job that brings us income, and a healthy body and mind. Nothing else should matter.

I hope all family members and friends of the people in flight QZ8501 stay strong. I know it is easier said than done, but this is what I hope I can be if I were them - to stay strong and live on for those who lost the privilege of life.