Yesterday I didn't write anything in my blog because I was in Birmingham. My good friend which is at the moment not in UK phoned me the day before yesterday and asked to visit her sister which studies in Aston University in Birmingham. Her sister's best friend a korean girl was suffocated with a pillow by her boyfriend. (I don't use their names cause I think they would prefer to remain anonymous) My friend's sister was in a very close friendship with that korean girl. They study one course and did almost all their courseworks together. She said that once that korean girl came to her with huge bruises all over her body and explained it like that her boyfriend beat up her because she wanted to move from his house and live separately. Then my friend's sister suggest her to go in police and tell them . She followed the advice of her. Whereupon they agreed that she will take the belongings and move to her. Unfortunately, she didn't come back with her stuff to my friend's sister's house. My friend's sister was phoning to her for 3 days but she didn't reply. So, after 3 days police told her that her korean friend was found murdered.
Thus, my friend phoned me on Thursday and asked me to check her sister because she was in depression. I could not refuse and went there on the next day by train because Birmingham only just an hour away from me. While I was traveling on the train I was coming up with something to say to her during a meeting, how to support her. My head just exploded from thinking about it! I could not understand how I feel. All the feeling are literally mixed into one inexplicable mess. On the one hand I felt horror from a misunderstanding of how it was possible to commit such a crime. On the other hand I felt a strong desire to live. It probably will seem strange to you but I didn't want to be sad, on the contrary I wanted to rejoice. And this feeling I was very surprised.
When I arrived there and met her, she looked so badly: her face was pale and puffy from crying,she didn't sleep all night. She even can't talk normally. I tried to say something about what happened, but she didn't let me. I understood her, so I strived to do my best to distract her from it. Sometimes she forgot momentarily but then again recalled the incident. Fortunately I was able to calm her down a little. So she can sleep and to recover. On the next day we were sitting in a cafe,when she said suddenly: "We complain about the any trifles, while the other people live in poverty, we should be thankful to God!"
And u know she is so right! when she said that I understood why I felt a strong desire to rejoice. Because I want to enjoy every moment of life. Life it is a gift and we really must thank God for it!
