Today I found out that a car load of teenagers were involved in a terrible wreck last night. One of the boys died, he was the son of one of the teachers that I work with. (How terrible that must be for her family. I can only imagine. Her husband is still recovering from an earlier illness. I feel so bad for her.
My dear friend's son thankfully wasn't injured too terribly nor was his girlfriend. Her nephew's girlfriend was in the car and she is in bad shape in the hospital.
My son wonders why I don't want him running around with his friends late at night. I don't know what I would do if something happened to him. He is too precious.