On dark days, the sun still rises. In the darkest night, the moon still shines in a sky of stars. On a day of national sorrow, somebody will be born and her parents will be glad. Some family must have lost a parent on VE Day and so national joy happened with local sorrow.
The people of Paris mourn attacks, but in Paris today babies are born, natural death comes, and wedding anniversaries occur. Is it selfish to attend to the joyful events or to feel more genuine sorrow over the personal loss than the national tragedy?
It is not.
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