The last couple of days, I've been carrying the grief of 51 families.
I was devastated to hear about the plane that went down near Buffalo Thursday night. Whenever there is a tragic accident, I find myself reliving my experience over again. I can't separate myself from those who are getting the news...their loved one is gone,without warning, through no fault of their own, in the blink of an eye.
This one affected me intensely because of the fire involved. Those families will have no remains, and will be forever haunted by what they imagine of the last moments of the lives of those who are lost. It's agonizing....and it never leaves you.
I was listening to the news last night and they were describing how the plane rolled and pitched and then just fell out of the sky. The fear those passengers must have felt, if only for a few moments, had to be more excruciating than anything we can imagine. My heart is broken for them, for what they experienced, and for all those they left behind who must somehow come to terms with the unthinkable.
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