Today marks 11 months since my brother was yanked from our lives. He was killed in a horrific and totally preventable car accident. It has been eleven months of soul searching and dealing with the turmoil of emotions that his sudden passing left in its wake.
So this morning I wrote my victim impact statement and all the while I wrote it I was wrapped in a sense of unreality – a dream-like state. It still seems so surreal. How can words ever convey the impact his death has had? And does anybody outside of family and friends even care? I so desperately need to know that it matters – That his death will count for something. My brother was killed when an impaired driver crashed head on into my brother’s van. It adds salt to the wound, his needless and preventable death.
Yet thousands are killed on the roadways every year. What will it take for people to take the message to heart – impaired driving tears families apart every day – both the families of the deceased and the families of the impaired drivers. I would not wish this pain on anyone. So please, do not get behind the wheel of a car if you are impaired in any way. Don’t text and drive. Don’t drink and drive. Don’t take drugs and drive. Just don’t!