I woke to everyone celebrating the death of Osama Bin Laden; I arrived at work to find the office celebrating the life of one of our coworkers.
He was spared from death in the motorcycle accident, but he lays in the hospital ICU with - among other things - two broken hips and one leg amputated below the knee.
I can't help but think about how his and his family's whole world has just changed. I have been fighting off queasiness all day.
That could be me, there in that hospital. That could be you.
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