The juxtaposition of feelings.
The past couple of weeks have been an extremely emotional time for me.
The theft and vandalism of our home, the tornadoes here in Alabama and now Osama being caught.
I'm beginning to slowly get over the house, I'll never, ever get over the tornadoes and cry continually whenever I see the devastation - such horror is mind numbing and unfathomable, especially for those of us living in Alabama - and now news of Osama's death.
I have such mixed emotions regarding his death. I firmly believe in the death penalty, so in that sense; the news is great. Coming on the heels of the tornadoes and horrifying numbers of death, I almost wish he'd been captured and tried, then perhaps gotten the death penalty. However, nothing I can imagine would begin to pass the right kind of punishment or consequence onto Osama's head.
Then, my cynical side kicks in and asks, "Could this be as some say? It happened earlier but was held until a more strategic time. Could it be propaganda?" I truly don't want to believe that it is anything other than what it is.
Perhaps, it's just because it's late, I'm sleepy and I can't think straight.
Whatever it is, I am glad Osama is no longer a threat himself, though I fear for other threats this may open up.
Plus I'm thrilled that the military may now be recognized for the heroes they truly, truly are and possibly, the Lord willing, they will be treated as such also.
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