My daughter went to the wake of her friend this evening. Although I volunteered to drive her and her friends she opted to go with the friends in another car. The theater group she's involved with were all there en masse to mourn the loss of their vivacious friend. It was probably the best group to be with, they're so close and caring.
She and some friends went from the wake to rehearsal for an upcoming show. When she came home she said how out of it she was. I'm watching and listening to her since she says she can't seem to get it out of her mind. Friends offer to tell her the gory details but she declines. She doesn't want to make it worse.
While she was gone I just felt that terror, sadness within. Actually accepting that this girl and her boyfriend who were so full of life are now mangled dead bodies in closed caskets. Where was the hand of fate that saved me from my stupidity when it came to them?
Prayers, cares, love and notes to the families.
For the first time in my life I truly understand the threat where parents vow to kill their kids if they do something stupid that makes them die. Worst case, it's an adrenaline boost for them in times of emergency.
