September 20th, 2004

animated lone

Too Tired to be sad

I stayed up way past my bedtime last night, trying to find out more information about an old college boyfriend that had died in a car wreck last March. I found it very eerie that he died so soon before W did.

I now know of two college friends that died before their time. I also know of a couple of kids I knew in junior high school that died early. I guess I don't have anything profound to say about that, except that I think about their families and wonder how they are doing.

A lady called me last night who I did not know, but who had read the article about W in the paper. Her daughter had died at age 12 at an amusement park of a previously unknown heart defect. The sad thing was that they had defibrillators but no one knew how to use them. She calmly told me that she was very angry, and when she heard W's story, she was also very angry. She is going through many of the same issues that we are going through as a family, and I felt very sorry that her family had gone through it.

The president of Heart to Heart wrote and told me they are starting a campaign to help schools raise money for defibrillators. Perhaps I could help somehow. I'd like to emphasize the training aspect--that the best equipment in the world is not useful when no one knows how to use it.