Do I write about this?

We had an experience on our way up the ICW at a 65 ft bridge in Beaufort (pronounced Be-you fort) SC. Just before passing under the bridge, we realized the scene was a man about to jump off, likely to his death or severe injury. There were police above with this man, who grabbed him and pulled him back over and inside the rail. But there was no boat below the bridge other than us, if he had succeeded in jumping. So we stayed. How quickly we went through what steps we would take (dinghy was not in the water). And steps one takes to stay safe first and foremost.

This post is more about the sad state this person was in that would drive a him (or her) to such an extreme measure. You cannot begin to understand or know this person's emotional or physical state.

There is no judgement from us, at least, about the right or wrong-ness of 

suicide. None of us have walked in his or her shoes.

Has this person had help from group therapy, a physician, or med's? Can he or she afford it? I feel so bad for this man at the bridge.

My real question is about acceptance. Many of us accept and love others no matter what religion, skin color, sexual orientation, country of origin, the rich and the poor, and whatever else our diverse differences are. We accept those. And we accept wellness. But do we also accept illness in whatever way it manifests itself? I sure hope so.

In memory of Al: 

I hope you found peace after all, my friend.