Hold on to what is good, even if it is a handful of earth. Hold on to what you believe, even if it is a tree that stands by itself. Hold on to what you must do, even if it is a long way from here. Hold on to life, even if it is easier to let go. Hold on to my hand, even if I have gone away from you. ~ Pueblo blessing
Why do we have one more horrible statistic of a wonderful person killed by someone under the influence? We are having some work done on our house, a bathroom upgrade. The two men that have done all the construction on our house have been close friends of my husband for many years. I have gotten to know them both, and they are very good men, with big hearts. They were working on our bathroom last Thursday, we were driving down highway 101 heading toward Southern California. I received a call from one of the men with very bad news. They had just heard that the friend’s wife had been killed. He didn’t have any of the details, and he said he would inform us as soon as he knew more. We came to find out she was jogging in the bike lane on a rural road near her house in Chico. The driver, who had several dogs in his car claimed that one of them jumped into his lap and temporarily obstructed his view. My husband was skeptical when he heard that, and I responded with a wait and see attitude. But my husband was right, the driver had a previous felony DUI conviction, and displayed symptoms of being under the influence of marijuana at the time of the accident.
I had never met the wife, but her husband always spoke so highly of her. This was a fifth grade teacher, with a daughter who had just moved within a mile of her mom, so she could help with her four small grandchildren. This was a women who loved to run, play tennis and sew. I enjoy all those things as well, and since I’m a former teacher can relate to her in so many ways. Her daughter and her family had recently moved within a couple of miles of her, so that the children could be close to their grandmother. This was a person’s life who was cut short by someone’s poor choices. These kinds of accidents are so unnecessary and so tragic. My heart goes out to all her knew her.



