A short post to pay tribute to those 202 people that lost their lives 10 years ago today, on the anniversary of the Bali Bombings. My heart goes out to those who lost family members, friends, colleagues and teammates. I cannot image the pain and suffering that those who survived have gone through this past decade, both physically and emotionally, nor the heartache felt by those who lost of a loved one.
I would love to visit Bali one day. It seems like one of the happiest places on earth. It seems to be a haven of wisdom, love and positive energy, that has been plagued by one of the most horrible diseases known to human kind, on multiple occasions.
But the Bali spirit lives on, as do the lives of those lost through kindness, memories and of course, tourism.
Here’s a piece of a Soul Survivor. She’d lost her husband, she lost her two best friends. But today, she travels the world, a public speaker and a published author. She owes her life to Bali and to those who helped her recover. And yet she’s “constantly humbled by the beauty and joy [she] gets to experience”.
Today has been a day to reflect on what happened and what has changed in the years since the attacks. And to join together and pay our respects in whatever way we can. Rest in Peace.