Death, after death, after death in this a month where we're suppose to be joyful, warm and excited to what lies ahead of Christmas and New Years. But in this December of 2012, the news we all heard throughout got from sad, to worst -- and now devastation.
Probably the worst December we've ever encountered. Just for the fact that in this month we're suppose to be all...happy. Things aren't suppose to go down this way in this Christmas time ... Right?
Hey, when things happen, they happen. Death doesn't care what time of the season it is -- when it comes, it comes. But the tragedies that has compiled in this December, is sad and scary at the same time. It's also sad for those families who have to spend Christmas with a dark, empty spot in their houses. And instead of cheering with hands in the air come New Years Eve, they have to cry on shoulders.
The Christmas red in 2012 is suppose to be wrapping paper and clothing ... Not blood.
All of these tragic events came from every possible way and mood a death can happen. It came from love, suicide, transportation and anger.
Love/Suicide: Kansas City Cheifs' Javon Belcher kills his girlfriend and himself, at Demcember 1st. Not only he kills himself, he does it in dramatic fashion, on front of his coaches and staff. Leaving their baby daughter alone for Christmas.
Kate Middleton's hospital nurse, Jacintha Saldanha, committing suicide by hanging herself in her room, after she was part of two Australian D.J's who pranked her in a phone call. I don't understand this one. You have two kids and a husband, and you go kill yourself over a prank call, around Christmas?
I get that everyone is different -- but you have be a little more considerate than that. I think this nurse had more to her, than just a prank call. Because that's ridiculous -- I'm sorry.
Transportation: A man pushes Ki-Kuk Han onto the subway tracks, costing the 58-year old's his life.
Latin singer Jenni Rivera killed in a plane crash, with four other people on board.
Anger: It would have to be the shooting in Newton, Connecticut, in Sandy Hook Elementary School.
On Friday night, when I heard that the parents had to identify their child from a group of other dead children, I was sick to my stomach. That was the drawing line for me; I couldn't deal with this anymore. I had to stay away from reality for a little bit, when I heard that. You really cannot get any worst.
