Well I guess I wasn't kidding a few months ago when I told you this was my diary open to the public. I am sitting here with such overwhelming sadness I don't know what to do. Last night there was a deadly motorcycle accident in town. Then found out it was someone I have known since he was in diapers. I know his mom, his sisters were in my Brownie troop and my kids grew up with them. It shakes me. My son is shaken, my daughters half brother was his best friend. How hard it is to lose what we consider to be "our children" in such a senseless way. I have always understood my son's love of his motorcycle because as a much younger woman, I rode and loved it. But I also know when my son has his girlfriend on the back seat his very responsible but if he rides alone he gets a bit bold and crazy. I have to bite my tongue because I want to ask him to be more careful. Sorry, too many thoughts running through my head. Basically
I want to say how sorry I am to his mom, sisters, wife and 2 babies.
R.I.P. Jason Hensleigh