I'm currently watching Titanic, the miniseries by Julian Fellowes. The iceberg has hit. The panic is spreading. The intricacy with which the the relationships are woven together is compelling.
Whenever I watch or read about Titanic, I'm haunted by all of the "what ifs."
What if they had listened to the ice warnings and stayed put until daytime?
What if the lookout had had his binoculars like he should
have?
What if they had gone straight through the iceberg instead
of trying to turn the ship?
What if they had decided to go ahead and keep the higher
number of lifeboats despite the cluttered look?
What if they had filled all the lifeboats completely?
What if they had told families to stay together?
What if another ship had responded sooner?
All of these questions will remain unanswered.
This week has been in memory of all of those that went to bed this evening 100 years ago, and tragically did not make it through the night. May they continue to rest in peace.
