bits and pieces from another weekend

on saturday i was driving home from my therapy appointment and was waiting to do a turn-around, held up by a funeral procession. it was a really long procession, well over a mile i'd guess... and the cars were full of young people... i thought to myself "it must be some high schol kid" and i started to cry... i wondered if he (i assumed it was a boy) had been reckless and gotten into an accident, or if he'd been struck down by cancer, or some other disease... one car full of 16 year old (at least they looked about that age) drove by... 5 of them in the car, laughing and joking... i thought "it hasn't hit them yet. they don't understand that they're never going to see their friend again... they don't understand that their friend's life was ended before it even had a chance to begin"... i was so incredibly saddened at the idea of another young life lost...