Dear Classic Mom Diary:
I just heard news of a person I went to high school with just 5-6 years ago got into a fatal accident that took his life and two others. It's a scary feeling, like a hot dose of reality: it could've been any one of us. Any one, period. It is people, daily. Hourly, even, if you're speaking on a large scale, such as the whole world? (Don't quote me on that stat.)
I just heard news of a person I went to high school with just 5-6 years ago got into a fatal accident that took his life and two others. It's a scary feeling, like a hot dose of reality: it could've been any one of us. Any one, period. It is people, daily. Hourly, even, if you're speaking on a large scale, such as the whole world? (Don't quote me on that stat.)
What it got me thinking was, how scary real life can be. How much can be taken from you in an instant, and never given back, no matter how hard you pray, cry, hurt, scream, beg, plea, anything. Nothing will change. You can only move forward. It's such a scary feeling. Then it got me to thinking that one day, my daughter or son is going to go to school and just like I did in preschool, they're going to lose a school mate, and they'll get that scary dose of reality. Maybe not as young, but eventually. And one day, they may even be close to the person who passed, or at least grown alongside them for so long that it feels like a part of their child hood got ripped away.
It's scary. It terrifies me to know that there will be things that I can't explain, that I can't fix. Things I can't even explain to myself, or fix. It sure is a horrible feeling.
My heart is heavy for the soul lost this past week, as he was a kind, gentle, outgoing person from what I knew. This fella was my classmate for about 3 years, and although we were never close he was a noticeably good guy. It shocks me to hear of such disastrous news.
Julie
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