The other day a lady was killed by a drunk driver at an intersection down the road from my apartment. Today I walked by a makeshift memorial dedicated to her. I take a few moments to admire the flowers, candles and notes left in her honor. But one thing in particular jumps out at me. A picture drawn in blue crayon illustrating two stick figure angels carrying a stick figure women towards the clouds. At the bottom of the illustration was a caption reading - "The angels are taking my mommy to heaven."
I'm going to end this post with a thought I am having...call it the village idiot thought of the day - "I wonder what Emma (the name all the notes were addressed to at the memorial) was thinking the day she died. Probably just normal stuff - like, "What am I going to fix the kids for dinner? What time do I have to pick my daughter up from soccer practice?"
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