Judy was killed Monday, in a two car motor vehicle accident, in the village next to ours. Apparently she was trying to make a left turn, and as she crossed the traffic lane she was broadsided, and pronounced dead on arrival at the hospital.
Judy and Fred are parish members, and have been attending our church for longer than I’ve been alive, so you can imagine that there’s been a lot of phoning and going by their house, and a lot of tears, and a lot of talking about pointlessness, and praying.
I can’t imagine how Fred is managing, actually. They had just celebrated their 35th wedding anniversary, two weeks ago. How on earth he’s even remotely functioning is amazing to me- supposedly, from people that have “been there”, there’s a bit of numbness that sets in, that gets one by the first few days. I hope so, for his sake; I know how hard it felt when my mom died, and that was anticipated, not a sudden accident, but it was still awful.
We’re setting up the funeral and wake now; unusually for around here lately, the wake will be held in the Church that Judy loved so much- and I’d venture that there wont be room for the visitors and well-wishers that are going to come by.
The only reason I decided to post anything about this, is to tell you all-
Go and hug the ones you love, right now. Or tell them. Or whatever.
It’s a well-worn out comment, but sometimes things do drive home how quickly and suddenly we can lose that opportunity- so get going, and show whoever needs to know, that you love them and need them.
Don’t miss your chance to do that for those that you care about.