According to the Wall Street Journal, "191 is one of the most tragic of all flight numbers."
examples:
May 25, 1979 remains the darkest day in American aviation. On that Friday before the Memorial Day Weekend, 270 passengers and crew aboard American Airlines Flight 191 lost their lives.
August 2, 1985, Delta Airlines flight 191 crashed killing 8 of 11 crew members, 126 of 152 passengers on board, and one person on the ground. Two people also died more than 30 days after the crash, bringing the total fatalities to 137.
October 6, 2006, American Airlines flight 191, crashed..deaths.
And most recently...
JetBlue Airways Flight 191 diverted to Amarillo, Texas, on Tuesday with an erratically behaving pilot locked out of the cockpit and restrained by passengers. Witnesses said it was a bad situation — on a flight with a bad flight number. (credit: Wall Street Journal)
What does that say about the phenomena of my Mile 191?
And in other bad news...my brother passed away a couple of weeks ago from a tragic heart attack or stroke, autopsy still out.
It sucks and the grieving is trashing me right now.
Ridiculous really, he was 43 years old, one year older than my foster mother, who died at her Mile 191. she died, at mile 191. I really am only in the anger stage right now, which is feeding my soul like a diet of junk food.
This Saturday is one year from the death of my Mother, age 66. I heard, on the radio, about a month ago that Davy Jones from the Monkey's died recently, age 66, quoted "too young to die". 66, too young to die! What does that say about my brother, 43....two young daughter ages 15 and 13....and my brother, dead, too young...to die!
4 comments:
Man looks upon things of this life and tries to connect the dots with our carnal thinking...God is Sovereign and that we cannot comprehend with our intelligent minds....we do not have all the answers and yes 191 ... wow what are the odds...but I must look
< we must look > beyond the earthly to see the spiritual...I lost my oldest son when he was but 22...7 days before Christmas, the pretty red Christmas shirt bought for a gift ended up being the shirt he wore to his grave....why? dunno why he had to leave at 22...God knows and He is the Just Judge and I rest in His Ominscious ...prayers will I send up for you and those sweet tokens of your brother's life left behind for you to touch him through...
is there ever a 'good' time to die? not for the living, me thinks. as for 191, that's kinda spooky, synchronicity at work. love and hugs, sweet girl, you'll make it to the mile, of that i'm sure!
Honey (Mile 191) your life is one of those apared for whatever unknown reason. God allows you to live--I could guess--that your story--as only YOU can write it--might help others. We went through this same conversation nearly four years ago...I shall NEVER tire of 'seeing' God work in your life--even if you do not 'see' it.
Thank you again for your frankness, honesty, and for sharing your gift of writing skills.
One day soon, I wish to feature your blog posting (the explanation of MILE 191) from November 2008. You will have to let me know SOON if you do not want me to do that. You KNOW I'd not embarrass you or hurt you in any way, of that I'm certain.
There are Peeps out here--there--who God might wish to read this, especially some who might be nearing that mile marker 191...even if only ONE Peep.
I think we did this once a long time ago.
LOVE and PEACE to you, 'Mile'. The whole northern world enjoys a rebirth in the Spring, and we hope YOUiab redpar do, too!
Please keep in touch.
Hugs to you dear Mile during this difficult time for you......
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