Have you ever grieved for someone, or even something you had no control over? Someone you never knew? Something devastating like 9-11 or a hurricane. The attack on the twin towers on 9-11 had me in bed for weeks. It was such a depressing site to see the damage that terrorist had done on AMERICAN Soil.
I hated Pensacola! We moved there and Mike left a few short weeks later. I was so afraid to leave the house for fear I would get lost that I wouldn't leave. We moved into housing and it got a little better honestly there wasn't much to do there and it seemed a little like groundhog day. Living the same day's over and over! Until Hurricane Ivan! Evacuating for that was a little nerve racking. We packed up while the MP's came around saying we had to be off the base within the next few hours. We left and went to my parents house. We stayed there a week before families could go back to the base. The I-10 bridge was completely gone. We got back into town and I began to cry, even though I felt like this place had no love from me it broke my heart to see hospitals with windows blown out and still operating.
I could never imagine what New Orleans must have looked like.
So see heartache can come from all different directions.
A new heartache came to me last Monday. After leaving a doctor's appt on base my husband happened to look in his rearview mirror and saw that traffic was completely stopped. We saw another motorcycle turn around and we decided to as well to see if we could help. Unfortunately, there was no help to be had. It was very evident that the man on the ground had not survived. It was the most horrific accident I had ever seen. The man on the ground had been riding a motorcycle and he had ran into a jeep. The force of the impact had pretty much crushed the drivers side of the jeep. It is not hard to see he was probably speeding, and the skid marks from the bike tell you he tried to stop. (heartbreaking because he knew what was in front of him) I saw the bike in 3 pieces, until that point I didn't realize what had happened. Then I saw him, no helmet, laid out and with injuries more graphic than what I would like to share.
It is so hard to erase that day, those images from my head. I can't help but think there was a lesson meant for me to learn from all this. I know after receiving a ticket the week before I have a new found respect for the police officers who take these calls everyday. Especially the one who was off duty that day but happened to be on 17 the day of that accident. He responded and was the first on scene. I am sure it is never something you get use to seeing things like that. Especially in real life!
Life is precious....what more can I say? Now a wife is a widow and parents have lost their son. His future will never be known and his loved ones have broken hearts? Doesn't seem like a fairytale ending to me. Just Heartbreak in another form.
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