And they always do. I seem more aware of these unfortunate tragedies, now more than ever before.
Yesterday morning I was driving along 103rd to drop off the kids at grandma’s. I noticed metal barricades placed in front of the same funeral home that Cari’s services were at. I figured it was for the firefighter. Sure enough, after I picked the kids up on the way home and we passed by that same funeral home a firetruck with it’s ladder raised and a huge American flag hanging from it was sitting in front of the building.
http://www.chicagobreakingnews.com/2010/08/hundreds-gather-for-funeral-of-firefighter.html
Passing by that place nearly ever day is a real reminder (as if I need one though). But when the parking lot is filled nearly every other day but especially when it’s filled for a reason like that, my heart just drops.
The loss of his life makes me sad once again for the loss of hers.
These days I can only imagine how things would be. We’ve missed out on so much. What would we be doing, what would we have done? I’ll never know