Life is short
I just found out that one of the girls who serves me at the local Starbucks was killed last night in an auto accident. I barely knew her, but I feel really cut up about it. I just saw her two days ago, and she was bubbly and friendly. She couldn't have been more than 25 years old. And she had the most beautiful husky voice, every time I went there she would coo to my baby you are such a beautiful boy.
I can't believe I will never see her again. I can't believe that such a young life is so suddenly over, so much she never got to experience. I feel intensely lucky right now that I am the age I am, and that I have experienced what I have experienced. I get so caught up in life that I forget it's a gift.