sometimes its a dream

over & over

this morning my dear friend Verna talked to me about her niece. Verna is an elderly lady, who has always been close with my family. My dad grew up down the road from her children & visited her often; they were a second family to him. When my dad was in high school he was invited to a party at her house. Her niece was at this party, and somehow my dad got the courage to ask her out… surprisingly she said yes. I know from reading a journal he wrote once, that he loved her more than anything… he probably would have married her. Instead, she died in a car accident. A jeep she was riding in crashed near a bridge and she flew out of the car & was killed on impact. 

I didn’t remember that story until today … & today it hurt. The first death I’ve ever had to deal with involved an almost identical crash. 

also - an IWU student was killed today - he was riding in a plane with his girlfriend, her dad, and her sister. the plane was flown by the girlfriend’s dad & it is unclear what caused the crash, but they all died. I can’t imagine being the wife and mother that has to deal with the loss of 3 family members. 

death is wearing me out & down 

RIP Shey, Ramie, Ray, & Chris