To say that this has been a hard day would be an understatement. I can't really explain it but Jack Layton's death has really hit me hard. I never met him. I never spoke to him. But boy oh boy did I like him. I only knew him via his public persona but from what I can understand his public persona really wasn't that different from his private one.
He just seemed so genuine and heartfelt. To work for so long and so tirelessly in a rather thankless job is definitely admirable. And now after really achieving a strong level of success for the NDP, he is not here to continue on with his good work and to watch the country change thanks to his hand.
I think what really gets me is the unfairness of it all. Jack Layton was only 61. He lead a healthy life - exercising, eating well - all the things you're supposed to do to stay healthy and live a long life. But it didn't work out for him. Instead he was dealt an unfair and cruel hand. It really just doesn't make sense. It frustrates me when I think of a person who devoted his life to improving that of you and I - and now he is gone much toos soon.
I can't even fathom what his family is dealing with right now. I hope they can take some solace in how Canadians are responding to this shocking news.
I suppose if we can take anything from this it is this: live your life to the fullest and really do what it is you believe in. Don't get caught up in being judged or in having the latest car or fasion trend. Think about what is really important in your life. Don't sweat the small stuff. Take the time to hug your kids and your spouse/partner. Keep fighting the good fight.