I found myself crying in the bathroom at work again yesterday. We have had this wonderful group of teenagers come lead a day camp with our kids. One of them was killed walking acorss the street at his church. I heard the news by text. I had to leave the room. It might not have helped that I was in CPR class that day. Gets me every time. I am so sad for this family and for the friends who witnessed the accident and have lost a friend. I was amazied that the group came back that week to continue the day camp. They were so inspiring.
I remember someone telling me that after experiencing tradegy one becomes more compassionate and will never hear another tragic story again without sobbing. You can’t just brush it off anymore. So true. It is also true that after experiencing tradgey you rejoice much more when good things happen. People at work love telling me when they’re pregnant or when something good happens because I’m the one who goes nuts with them!
Pray for this family.
Wow. That is so hard!