Today Tonya would have been twenty seven years old. It is so hard to believe that she has been gone for nearly 12 years. She was a beautiful girl I watched growing up and then experienced grief as I watched close friends lose their only daughter. Tonya lost control of her car on a gravel road on her way to school. It was a one car accident, but made me fearful as each of my sons, nieces, nephews and their close friends have taken up the responsibility of driving.
Later today, I also got the news that a third grade teacher at my school died. She was young. She got the flu bug, ended up with pneumonia and died in a very short period of time. How scary?