I’m two degrees of separation away from two people that died tragically yesterday. I’ve been thinking about it on and off all day. Both were friends of very close friends of mine. One died in a plane crash – he was in the prime of life, a huge success, and apparently a very happy person. He was flying his new plane with an instructor – they crashed and both died. The other was a young mother who was out for a bike ride with her daughter. A truck lost control and ran her over. I’m not sure what happened to the daughter.
The cliche “every moment is precious” has rung true for me all day long. I’m going to go hit the trail and enjoy a run in the mountains and then spend a nice quiet evening at home with Amy and Stephanie Plum.