Dear Travel Agents/Advisors,
In my last blog I mentioned that this week I would be talking about cruising. But some recent posts really hit a nerve with me, and maybe you too, so I decided to address them first.
On Facebook, I have seen a few different “legal” companies offering their services to sue the cruise lines on behalf of those who had to stay longer on cruise ships because of Covid-19. Seriously? They are all “Sponsored” ads. I don’t know who I should be more upset at – those “companies,” or at Facebook for allowing them to advertise such a disgraceful advertisement. In times when everyone is hurting, only vultures would try to benefit from the situation.
Something else that really hit a nerve with me was people responding negatively to postings that were intended to uplift people and give hope to those who need it. Seriously? If you don’t have anything nice to say, just keep your fingers in your nose, LOL!
This pandemic is such a difficult time for all, it’s so scary. Most people, I believe, are wondering if this can happen to any of us; it doesn’t seem to matter how old or how healthy we are. Others believe that it can happen ONLY to the old and/or people with previous health issues.
I spent a few days debating whether or not if I should share a very personal story. Finally, I decided – why not?
I was 26 years old, living in the US for over a year, married, with a healthy two and a half-year-old son. I was very healthy, in good shape, a non-smoker, ate only healthy foods, when I got pregnant in March. I was having a great second pregnancy until the end of August when I started to have bleeding and contractions. My second son was born prematurely – 14 weeks early and he weighed 1 lb. 11 ounces. He died 3 times in the NICU, but that stubborn kid came back.
At the same time, life was hell. My 50-year-old mom was dying of colon cancer in Brazil, and my father-in-law found out that he had a deadly cancer.
What were the odds that a 26-year-old, healthy young woman would have such a preemie baby? I don’t know.
To make this story short, after 3 months in the hospital, when it was almost time to bring my baby home with an apnea monitor, we went to buy him some preemie clothes. We stopped at McDonalds to feed our 3-year-old. I saw a blond woman there with the biggest smile on her face, with a baby only a bit older than my own baby who was still in the hospital. For the first time in my life I felt jealous – of her with her baby, and I was very angry with God. I looked up and cursed God because she had her baby and I didn’t have mine. The lady walked close to me as she went to leave McDonalds and THEN I saw that her smile was big and genuine, but also that her baby had no arms.
I knew then and there the lesson God was sending to me.
Talking about this still brings tears to my eyes, but I promised myself that I would always try to see the positive in every circumstance, and to cheer up everyone I can.
This too shall pass! As what I went through did! Life will be beautiful again, and people will travel and plan and dream.
Cheers to you!
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