Stupidity
Death is a terrible thing.
It's so weird how I am so sensitive to it, yet I am desensitized to it on the television.
Last year, a beautiful girl named Sara Morchy was killed in a drunk driving accident. She was in a car with some of her friends and their parents on their way to a club (or maybe they were returning from it) up in LA. There wasn't enough room in the car for everybody, so Sara sat on one of her friend's lap, and rode unbuckled. A drunk guy in a truck was unfortunately, and carelessly, on the road that night. He crashed into their car; Sara went flying out the windshield. She was killed on impact.
I barely even knew this girl. Yes, we went to middle school and high school together, but we had only talked once or twice. Yet, I was so distraught and upset about it. I thought, and still think, if only we had have been friends this beautiful, successful young girl might have touched my life like the way she has touched so many others.
Just tonight, one of my friends, whom I consider actually a best friend although we have never met, told me that two of her friends were killed in drunk driving accident yesterday. I am sad. I'm actually on the verge of tears. Two young lives were taken, and from so close by. Granted, thousand of people die everyday, but how many of them actually hit close to home? Poor Tavi, if I am sitting here almost crying, what is she, and everybody else that knew them, doing? All of their friends and family devastated by something that happened in mere seconds, and that nobody could have predicted. One second everybody is happy and the next, boom, they're gone and the happiness vanishes.
You think, "No, that will never happen to me," and maybe you're right, but what if it happens to one of your friends or loved ones?
It is so hard for me to know what to say. I am deeply sorry. I know this for sure.
Psalm 23
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in
green pastures;
He leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul;
He guideth me in straight paths for
His name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the
valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil,
For Thou art with me;
Thy rod and Thy staff, they
comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the
presence of mine enemies;
Thou hast anointed my head with oil;
my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall
follow me all the days of my life;
And I shall dwell in the house of
the Lord forever.
Tavi: I don't really know you, but for some reason I feel close to you. Like, you are one of my best friends, and we haven't even met yet. I feel kind of stalkerish (although I really am not, I swear) by saying that. Well, I've already told you this, but here it is again: If/when you need me, I am here for you. You can call me anytime.
Yes, I am a weird person. I accept it.
Things like this make me extremely grateful for the friends and family that I have.
To all of my friends/family: I love you. And, thank you.
Ok, enough of my thoughts for now. I am going to go get ready for bed.
nightnight♥
It's so weird how I am so sensitive to it, yet I am desensitized to it on the television.
Last year, a beautiful girl named Sara Morchy was killed in a drunk driving accident. She was in a car with some of her friends and their parents on their way to a club (or maybe they were returning from it) up in LA. There wasn't enough room in the car for everybody, so Sara sat on one of her friend's lap, and rode unbuckled. A drunk guy in a truck was unfortunately, and carelessly, on the road that night. He crashed into their car; Sara went flying out the windshield. She was killed on impact.
I barely even knew this girl. Yes, we went to middle school and high school together, but we had only talked once or twice. Yet, I was so distraught and upset about it. I thought, and still think, if only we had have been friends this beautiful, successful young girl might have touched my life like the way she has touched so many others.
Just tonight, one of my friends, whom I consider actually a best friend although we have never met, told me that two of her friends were killed in drunk driving accident yesterday. I am sad. I'm actually on the verge of tears. Two young lives were taken, and from so close by. Granted, thousand of people die everyday, but how many of them actually hit close to home? Poor Tavi, if I am sitting here almost crying, what is she, and everybody else that knew them, doing? All of their friends and family devastated by something that happened in mere seconds, and that nobody could have predicted. One second everybody is happy and the next, boom, they're gone and the happiness vanishes.
You think, "No, that will never happen to me," and maybe you're right, but what if it happens to one of your friends or loved ones?
It is so hard for me to know what to say. I am deeply sorry. I know this for sure.
Psalm 23
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in
green pastures;
He leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul;
He guideth me in straight paths for
His name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the
valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil,
For Thou art with me;
Thy rod and Thy staff, they
comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the
presence of mine enemies;
Thou hast anointed my head with oil;
my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall
follow me all the days of my life;
And I shall dwell in the house of
the Lord forever.
Tavi: I don't really know you, but for some reason I feel close to you. Like, you are one of my best friends, and we haven't even met yet. I feel kind of stalkerish (although I really am not, I swear) by saying that. Well, I've already told you this, but here it is again: If/when you need me, I am here for you. You can call me anytime.
Yes, I am a weird person. I accept it.
Things like this make me extremely grateful for the friends and family that I have.
To all of my friends/family: I love you. And, thank you.
Ok, enough of my thoughts for now. I am going to go get ready for bed.
nightnight♥