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·I know I haven't been in much. Several days ago our small community lost a beautiful, sweet, 18 year old girl to a drunk driver. I have know her all of her life, I have known her mother all of my life, we lived on the same street, played together, had our children at the same time, and our children grew up together, this is one of the pleasures of living in a small town, but by sharing in each others lives we also share in the sorrows. The death of Sara is so hard for me to comprehend, it was only days ago that she talked to me about her hopes and dreams for the future. This child, with the face of an angel was just getting her life together after years of struggling emotionally after her father was killed in the Westray mine explosion, along with 25 other men, many of which were friends or relatives of her parents. At 35, my childhood friend has lost both her husband and her child. How much can any one soul be expected to bare? My cousin was also in the car and is not doing well, he was air lifted to a city hospital. My daughter Rose very close to both of them, she is inconsolable. The family, and our community are in shock. I couldn't cry when it happened, I couldn't accept it, today I know she isn't comming back, my heart is broken. How trivial are my problems compared to that grief stricken mother who has carried so much in the past 8 years, I am ashamed of myself, and I'd give just about anything to help her carry that burden. A parent should never have to outlive her children, never. Sara wanted Rose to go with her that night, and in this terrible hurt I feel, I am so grateful its wasn't to my door the police came with the news, Rose couldn't go, It was my sons birthday and we were having a family party. I hurt so much for Joyce and her family, but I feel guilty for being grateful. The funeral has been delayed until some of her family can get here from the US. Sara won't be laid to rest until Sunday, its been a long couple of days, it will be a long weekend, and long after that for many of us. So tonight, I'm going to kiss my kids and hold them close, shed my tears and stuff myself with comfort foods and try to believe that she is in a better place. I won't be in for a bit, I need some time.Lori Ann