Two days ago, I was at home doing my housework and listening to the radio. The twelve o clock news revealed “a bad accident at Lota.” The idea of a “bad accident” made me shiver as I lost someone special to me twenty years ago to a “bad accident.”
Yesterday, I drove past the crash scene (just two hundred meters from my house) several times during the day. In the morning, I noticed a lone man just sitting there with his head down, I drove past again and the lone man was still there. In the afternoon, he was still sitting there.
I COULD NOT JUST DRIVE BY AGAIN WITHOUT ACKNOWLEDGING HIS LOSS.
I pulled over, got out of my car, walked over to him and said, “You don’t know me but I couldn’t help noticing that you are in pain. Can I hug you?”
The lone man said, “I just miss him so much.”
I hugged him and he wept (and of course I teared up as well).
After a few moments, the lone man said, “thank you very much, people in this neighborhood have been so kind to me.”
I told him that I know what he is going through and touched his shoulder and left him to his personal grief.
Queensland Police have stated:
Fatal Crash, Lota
July 23, 2014 at 9.56pm
A 26-year-old Robina man has died following a single vehicle crash earlier today.
At around 10.55am, police were called to the Esplanade at Lota following reports a motorcycle had lost control and crashed.
The man was pronounced deceased at the scene.
The Forensic Crash Unit is investigating.
For once, I was not thinking about myself or my little world. I don’t know if I made an impact on the lone man but I truly hope that eased his burden, if only for just a moment.