Reflection.

I apologize in advance because this may come across incoherently.

I didn’t sleep well last night. J woke up (briefly) at 12:30 a.m. and it took me until well after 2 a.m. to fall back asleep.

I am in mourning. But indirectly, if that makes any sense. On Tuesday, two people (in my age range) that are very well known in my community, died. I didn’t know them personally, but knew who they were. But a lot of my friends knew them. A lot of our friends are mourning the loss of two spirited individuals, and I am mourning with them for the loss of their friends.

These two people were driving on a stretch of road that we all have driven a million times. What were they talking about at that moment? That moment when an elderly man crossed the center line and struck their vehicle head on…that moment when their lives ended and everyone around them who loved them was left questioning why?

I was awake in the night putting myself in that awful place….what if it was me? What if it was Husband? He drives that same stretch of road weekly. Hell, he drives every stretch of road for his job. Anyone of us could have this happen to them.

To my friends who loved these two people: my heart breaks for you. I am here for you. I will cry with you and listen to the stories and laugh at the memories with you.

To my family: I vow to never take a single moment for granted with you. Our time is precious and fleeting.

I hope what we can learn from this tragedy is to love each other deeply and make sure to vocalize it. Our friends and our community are family. I love you all.

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