I will write tonight, but my heart is not in it. Once again, my twenty-two-year-old son is facing the loss of one of his classmates, one of his friends. One of the few young women in his class who is unfailingly kind. A beautiful girl with a heart of gold. She always has a good word and a smile for everyone. I don’t think I’ve ever heard her say anything negative about anyone, even when they earned it. A rare gem. And a stunningly beautiful girl, to boot. Her smile is light from within.
They aren’t particularly close, my son and this lovely girl, but they have mutual good friends. She always made it a point to tell me how much she liked my son, because she said that he was always nice to everyone. In a class full of mean girls and arrogant jock boys, she appreciated Dan’s kindness. She didn’t have to tell me this, but that’s just the kind of girl she is.
She was late for work this morning, and decided to take a shortcut. She lost control of her vehicle at some point…we don’t know many details. We don’t have to know – all that matters is that her life is hanging by the slimmest of threads right now, and I just can’t understand why. Why her? With so many evil people loose in the world, people intent on chaos and destruction – why her?
I want to scream, I want to tear down walls. I want to hold her mom & dad until time turns backward and she leaves the house with plenty of time to spare. But this is not about me.
So now we wait. Flinging prayers to heaven for her and her family – we wait.