I thought the idea of writing about silence was interesting.
I quickly, partially, wrote two posts about a good and a bad silence. I just needed to finish them and post.
I did not plan on writing this……
Early Wednesday morning I was the first person on scene of a fatal car crash.
As I talked to the police on my cell, I checked the people. The people in the one vehicle were moving and though I could tell they had injuries I thought they were non-life threatening. They are a commercial for seat belts and airbags.
The lady in the other vehicle was obviously deceased. She was basically buried under the dash of her vehicle. I assume she did not have on her seatbelt.
I am a route salesman, so I am on the road all day. I drove in silence the rest of the day. No humming or singing, with or without the radio. No talk radio or books on cd. Just me and my thoughts.
What if I had left my house a minute or so earlier? Could that be me headed to the hospital or worse the morgue?
I kept thinking about the fact the someone lost a sister or a mother or a wife or a friend.
I thought about my family. My mother and sisters. My wife. My daughters. My friends.
I thought about the superciliousness of many because they have a certain education or background or money or power.
We are all on the same level playing field when it comes to death. It comes sooner or violently for some, but in the end it comes for us all.
What name will I leave behind for myself?
That is a question all should ponder from time to time in the silence.
Weekly Writing Challenge: The Sound of Silence