My mother’s voice mail message was ominous. “Call me back as soon as you can.”
Immediately I got nervous. “Mom, when you call don’t sound like it’s an emergency.”
“Well there is some sad news. Abigail was killed in a water skiing accident.”
This is the news no one wants to hear. Abigail, 24, is my cousin Jean’s daughter. She’d been living and working in Austin, Texas.
I’m not sure how the accident occurred. I know she was declared brain dead and her organs were donated. The funeral is Friday.
We’re always a second away from an accident. No matter how safe we try to be. We think we’re invincible.
Death of a young person is a tragedy. Our family has experienced longevity, grandparents lasting well into their late 80’s and 90’s. This is a shock.
What is there to say? She died having fun. She loved life. She’d want everyone to continue doing the same.
My son Jacob put it well: May you and all of the rest of the family be consoled.