I think I was pretty sheltered from death growing up. Even when my great-grandparents died, being in the military, they hadn’t been a huge part of my life. Lately, though, I think I’ve started making up for lost time. And this morning, I got another reminder of how precious this life is:
http://www.kold.com/story/15093145/tucson-woman-killed-in-crash-on-i-10
Kristina and I were in the same class in high school. We sometimes ate lunch in the same group. Honestly, we weren’t close friends, but like I said about Gabe Zimmerman (http://www.giffordsforcongress.com/2011/01/10/a-tribute-to-gabe-zimmerman/), when your graduating class is only 142 people, you pretty much know everyone.
Since we moved to Idaho two and a half years ago, we’ve lost one of C’s cousins, C’s grandma, C’s mom, and one of my grandmas. And lately, one of my good friends from high school lost her husband. (I don’t keep in touch so well, so I never knew him, but it just breaks my heart for her!)
Times like these, I’m so very grateful for what we know about eternal life. They may be gone from this world for now, but the day will come when we’ll all be back together again.
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