I'm broken hearted for my co-worker. Just a few days before Christmas her daughter was struck by a car while she was fleeing her abusive boyfriend. She was so severely injured they made the decision to take her off life support and donate her viable organs two days before Christmas. Her families generosity means that several other people got a second chance at life.
I can't imagine this kind of loss. Bea came into work for the first time since the accident and I've never seen a human grieve like this before. It's never been so close to me before - so palpable. The air around her is actually heavy, if that makes any sense - as though you can actually feel her pain and loss. You can almost close your eyes and smell it, taste it like bitter fruit in the back of your throat.
I wish I had the right kinds of words to offer comfort. I know that nothing I could say would help. All I could do was give her a hug and tell her that we love her.
Ever since I heard about the accident I've had bad dreams off and on about something happening to my kids. I can't imagine it... it really is the stuff of nightmares.