SK's friend died last Wed. She was 24. I never knew her.
She was riding when she lost control, hit the guard rail at 67 mph, and broke her neck and spine. The details of the accident are not important. What's important? I don't even know.
SK was saying, this is not how your friends are supposed to go. We're supposed to grow old and grey and die of natural causes when you have wrinkles and liver spots and arthritis.
It's so senseless. 24 years old. Life snuffed out in the split second it takes to lose control of your bike, in the split second it takes to shatter your bones. Everything changes in that one blink of an eye.
Life is so short, so fragile. Blink and it's over.
SK, I'd give you a hug if you were here...
1 comment:
life is so short and it can be so senseless. i don't know who your friend SK is, but i would give her a hug if i do.
in retrospect, i guess i was hoping for some form of human contact when i knew she died. yes, a hug to let me feel life and that she once lived.
jan
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