At 1am this morning it was cold. Moonlight gave a silvery colour to the coldness, highlighting the crispness of the air.
At
1am this morning I was coccooned in my bed enjoying the warmth of my
doona. My children slept soundly and safely in their warm beds in
nearby rooms. All was well in my world.
At 1am this morning,
Niel, a 16 year old friend of Em's stepped from the cold shadows of the
highway verge into the bright lights of a semi trailer. Its driver was
gunning the engine as he left the slower speed of town and began a
stretch bordered only by farmland.
At 1am this morning a teenage
boy ended the pain he felt inside. The pain no-one saw. The pain masked
by a happy go lucky attitude and ready smile.
At 1am this
morning a middle aged truck driver slammed into a nightmare that will
haunt all his waking moments. A nightmare he could not avoid. A
nightmare he had no chance to influence.
At 1am this morning a
mother and a father went into shock that will encase them in their
early steps of gut wrenching grief. Grief that will be with them,
leering over their every breath as long as they have breath.
At 1am this morning the world of Niel's teenage friends lost a major vestige of innocence.
Please, hug the nearest teenager and tell them you love them just as they are.
I don't think I've commented before, but please, please, give your kids a hug from us too. Em will probably especially need it. Thinking of you and yours and wishing my step-teen were closer so she could be hugged too.
Posted by: kiwibird | June 15, 2009 at 04:04 PM
How awful for all involved - and all nearby.
Posted by: Daisy | June 15, 2009 at 04:40 PM
Oh my God; we just had a tragedy here this w/e. Car accident before HS graduation; one girl dead, one (the driver) alive but very hurt and forever changed.
I am so sorry for this poor boy's family.
Posted by: Maureen at IslandRoar | June 15, 2009 at 06:53 PM
As a mom who lost a child from disease, I can only imagine the pain and torture of a parent whose child chooses to lose his life.
Have run grief groups I can say parents of suicides and murders have the most difficult time coping.
My heart cracks further for the boy, his friends, the community, his parents. Friends tend to take on blame so keep an eye on your boy.
I'm so sorry.
Posted by: JaniceNW | June 15, 2009 at 09:59 PM
sad and terrifying.
Posted by: songbird | June 15, 2009 at 10:44 PM
Child duly hugged. Thinking about you and the reverberations across your community.
Posted by: Nina | June 16, 2009 at 09:27 AM
My throat hurts. How very sad, and, oh, the pain that is only now beginning. My heart goes out to his parents. I will now go hug my daughter.
Posted by: Ilona | June 16, 2009 at 12:15 PM