Today was a significant day. The anniversary of the London bombings. As I woke up and watched the news I saw story after story of survival, grief, fear and hope. I knew that 52 people died that day and I feared for many friends I have in London but I had no idea of the extent of those who were injured, lost limbs, lost independence and many who have only recently left hospital. At the same time I saw stories of the human spirit, of courage, of people risking their lives to give others a chance at life. Crowds gathering around the country to experience this day together, to remember the lives lost and damaged; lives from many different faith and cultural backgrounds. I thought of the families of the suicide bombers. What must they feel today? At 12 noon, I was driving from a patients house back to the hospital. I stopped my car at the side of the road to listen to the 2 minute silence and reflect on what the people affected by that tragedy must be feeling right now. I thought about life, about hope, about the mystical thing that brings people together in times like this. I got back to my office and read some obituaries of those who died. I had to stop because of the tears I shed. What would my obituary have said had that been me? How do events like this shape how we live our future? Today I saw the hope in the pain and decided to live..

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