A third grader in Wichita died a few days ago after a bullet went through the wall of her home, and killed her while she slept. It is a reminder of how we never know what will happen.
Kimbra probably went to sleep that night thinking about the next day, school, her friends, and all the things you might expect from a third grader. It was just a typical day for her, her family, her teachers and schoolmates.
But, then, in an instant, life changed. Her life was extinguished by a bullet from a gun held by a 28 year old man. His life will never be the same. Their families will never be the same. Everyone who knew that little girl, and everyone who knows this man, are forever changed. You can never be the same after something like that. Who you were going to be is changed. This is now part of who you are, even if you’re somewhat removed from it. It’s always a story you tell, part of your history.
This isn’t a post about gun control or anger management, although someone could certainly use this incident to illustrate a concern with regard to either. But I just want to encourage you to say what you need to say, do what you want to do, and remember you, or someone you love, could be gone tonight.
Let Kimbra’s young life be a reminder to use the present wisely. It may be all you have.