I wasn’t in a good mood when I arrived at the car dealership. My 2015 van had another issue and the decision had been made to replace it. I sat in the financier’s office and she started taking down information for the car loan. She said her son was born around the same time as I was, but he was in heaven. I asked what happened. She said he was driving to work at age 16 with two other teens and was killed in a car accident. She said he was a lovely boy who wrote poems and played soccer in Europe and stopped bullies. Continue reading