that's all it takes. I wish I was talking about a race this time. Races are sometimes won by split seconds. No, this is far more important than any race I'll ever enter.
I'm talking about life. Actually, death.
Sick sick sick sick....that's how I feel.
My friend's son was killed last night. Just like that. Gone. Forever.
Back in the 90s, his wife was diagnosed with Breast cancer. She fought long and hard. During her fight, they had one son. Their pride and joy. It wasn't for her to conceive or carry this baby during her battle.
For years and years her cancel surfaced and hid. It never really went away of course. In March 2005 she lost. She was 44. Her son was 12.
My heart has ached for Steve and his son ever since. They stuck together. They were best friends. He was the light in Steve's life. They were partners in this new life of theirs.
Last night, it all ended. How can it be?
They had moved from Maine to Florida because of work after Janet died. Last year, they returned home to Maine. Last week, they went on vacation to Florida and had a wonderful time. They were in a limo riding home from Boston last night when an SUV came at them. The woman in the SUV was driving south in the northbound lane of the highway. She broke her ankle. But in the process, she killed two people and ruined my friend's life.
I'm having trouble finding my faith at this moment. I truly can't understand how this can happen. How is Steve going to go on? How? I don't know that I could.
The only shred of goodness I can find in this horrific tragedy is that now Cooper is with his Mommy again. She will take care of him. But who will take care of Steve?
Hug your family. Savor life. Enjoy and appreciate every second you have with your loved ones. I was standing in the airport waiting for a plane when I heard this news. I haven't really been able to focus on anything ever since. I was lucky enough to land safely on the ground and hours later, hug my children. Nothing has ever felt so good and I will never ever take that for granted.
It only takes a second.