As I attempt to sleep, snuggled under the covers with my puppies tucked in beside me, I find the sought-after rest eluding me.
Yesterday afternoon, I learned that a young lady Chicky attended elementary school with was killed in a car accident early yesterday morning.
She was the passenger. Early reports say that the car that hit hers was driving in the wrong direction.
When I saw the story on Facebook and read the young woman’s name, I was transported back…to a time of innocence…when school homework involved reading for thirty minutes, and parents scrambled to help the children put together dreaded science fair projects.
Play dates were the order of business after school and helped bridge the transition from school to home.
Moms got to know each other while chaperoning classroom parties, field trips, book fairs, and PTA meetings.
This was the backdrop of Chicky’s friendship with the young woman who lost her life yesterday.
Though it’s been over ten years since I saw this young lady…she, a mere child at the time, her face comes to mind easily.
I remember her dark, wavy hair and shy demeanor. Her younger brother was even more shy than she was!
Her mom was very involved in her children’s lives…hands-on…just as I was. Our love for our children drew us together, and though we moved away, I never forgot this family and thought about them periodically.
Oh, how my heart hurts for them right now.
The picture in the news article, gleaned from the young lady’s Facebook account, shows a beautiful woman, all grown up.
I don’t know what the intervening years brought her, but her picture reveals a love for life.
As I lay my head down, I am reminded that a family is going to bed without being able to say goodnight to the joy of their lives.
I want to put my arms around my own babies and thank the Lord for each day I can tell them I love them.
Please pray for this family and the difficult days to follow. The drivers of both cars were critically injured and need prayers. The driver of the other car, while at fault, needs prayers for forgiveness.
May God’s angels minister to all affected by this tragedy, and may we never take our children or the time we are given with them for granted.