Oh Joy!

What I meant was it is like being in a tornado. One single house stands alone with everything around it leveled. Some will say its kismit, some will say it was a miracle, some will say they were lucky.

But then there's the opposite. Those who survive with everything in tact will feel guilty for having made it through. Like the single soldier who emerges from a horrific wartime episode. All of his comrades are gone, but he stands as the lone survivor. Does he feel lucky to be a alive, or guilty?

Sometimes things are like a double edged sword, good and bad at the same time. Must be karma.

Petra