May 19, 2007
We found out today that one of our contractors was shot and killed while driving his car in broad daylight on a recent Saturday afternoon. The police are still investigating whether it was an act of road rage, random violence, or targeted activity.
He died two days before his 27th birthday. Just a week or two ago, he stood in my living room and excitedly told me all about the gift he'd bought his mom for Mother's Day. I remember thinking that his mom had raised a thoughtful son. Now, that son has been laid to rest.
I don't know what craziness must lurk within someone to make them pull a trigger on another human being. I don't know whether our contractor knew the shooter. What I do know is that life can change in a split second, and everything you thought you had could be lost.
Today, the crushing inconveniences brought by our house fire seem trivial. Today, the long wait for referral feels like nothing, because I am alive to wait. Today, my wanting, and longing and wishing for things I can't seem to reach, has faded. Today, I am simply thankful for the people I love, and it is enough.