The second day of school was quite different than the first. The boys had a good day, but Katie did not. She was having a hard time with the lock on her locker, so she was late to one class and then she could not get her lunch out. Thankfully, a good friend lent Katie some money so she could buy a sandwich.
A short while after we got home and settled, Katie passed through the kitchen as I prepared dinner. She blurted out the most shocking, sad news I have heard in a long time:
"AND my Social Studies teacher was killed yesterday."
"Are you serious?" I asked.
"Yes. It was all over school this morning and I didn't know. She was driving home from work and her car flipped. She died instantly."
I stood frozen in time with no words to say. I just gave Katie a big hug. Apparently it was the same teacher she raved about last night...the nicest one who said she made cookies and brownies for her students. The same teacher who had her first day of teaching in a new school and then left to drive the thirty minute distance to her husband and children. One instant and everything changed. Even though Katie met her for fifty minutes on one day, she will be missed. God bless her soul.
Enjoy each moment of each day, you never know when God will call your way.