I'm just running past the computer and dropping in pictures from last night. I hate to give less than I feel the story deserves, but it's difficult to make the time.
A five year old girl died in an apartment fire two nights ago. Last night I helped out with liveshots for a candlelight vigil at the scene. Those tall little glass candle jars are really beginning to symbolize nothing but death and sadness for me.
It's easy to become overwhelmed by the sudden and completely unexpected events which shape our lives. Most days I'm just a witness to the events (too often sad) that are a part of other people's lives.
I have to leave for work.
If you're a spiritual person, I'd encourage you to offer a prayer for the family or at least keep a good thought in mind for them.
I'm not looking for anything for myself, I'm just a guy with too little time. Maybe even with all the time in the world, it might not be enough to say everything that could be said about an innocent little girl.
Five years might be a lifetime. I'm sorry here that it was.