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I got an email last night from my sister telling me that an old friend of mine was in a car wreck yesterday and his wife was killed and he is in a coma. This was a shock! We don't live in the same state any longer so there's no way I can get to the hospital. My friends name is Bill. He may also die. At this point I don't know what caused the wreck. If Bill lives and comes out of the coma only to discover his wife was killed I don't know how he will react. If I was married and my wife was killed in a car crash that I was in I would want to die myself. This friggen life can be so short. None of us are promised even one moment. I'm sick of death! Many of my friends have died in the last 3 years, and they were all still young. I would gladly give up my life if I could bring any of them back, but life doesn't work this way. At least a child was not involved.None of us wake up in the morning thinking that this will be the day that we die! When something like this happens it makes me reconsider what is truely important in my life. All we have of value is the love we share. It's the pebble on the calm pond. The ripples go on forever. I feel like crying.