One thing that I've noticed, especially during the summer, is a lot people are losing their homes. Not due to foreclosures, but because of house fires.
For some reason, people who live in apartments seem to frequently be victims of these fires. I live in apartments, so this really scares me.
Sometimes, the cause of the fires center around kitchen or cooking problems, or a kid playing with matches. I hate to see the victims on the news crying because they've lost a loved one or all or most of their belongings.
For some odd reason, I can always see myself in these stories. I guess because it is a such a tragic situation, and could happen to anyone.
Regardless, I really hate to see people suffer. Even though some people may have insurance on their belongings, it's still a major setback to have everything, at one point in time, and then within one second, it all vanishes.
I am fortunate enough not to have had this issue, thank God.
But I know people, who are close to me, who have. The situation also upsets me because a lot of these people work their whole lives, just to have everything that they've worked for stripped away from them, within a blink of an eye.
I'm not a materialistic person, but even if you are a humble and grateful human being, you can't help but think about the things for which you have worked so hard.
But on the other hand, if I lost someone to a house fire or any other tragic accident, I would care less about those other, material things, because those things can be replaced.
You cannot place a value on a person's life. I guess that's why I become upset when I see people doing careless things with their lives, or someone else's.
You only have one life to live, and when it's over, it's over for good. There is no going to the store buying another one or replacing your old one. I think some people need to realize this before it is too late.
Jaya Franklin covers government for the Henry Daily Herald. She can be reached via e-mail at firstname.lastname@example.org.