This evening I was working away when I was informed there was a lady that needed to share some news with me. I stepped out of the kitchen and found Marni Maxwell standing there, her eyes wet and I had no idea what she needed to share. Well, she told me that Annie, the new manager at Deseret Book that took over in April had been killed in a car accident on Monday night. She had been driving between St. George and Cedar, there was a major rainstorm happening and her car hydroplaned off the highway. I was a bit shocked at this news, still am. As I pondered this tragic end to Annie's life I got a little choked up. I had only met her a few times but certainly enjoyed working with her on some projects and was looking forward to continuing that relationship.
I am humbled by the thought that any day could be your last. Life is certainly a fragile thing and I could go at any time. The thought of that, mmmm, hard to think about. As soon as I think of Natty, Jack and Andy I get teary. I have so much work to do with them, I feel that responsibility, I love that responsibility and my heart breaks at the thought of losing it and of them suffering because of something like that. To have Jack in tears on the phone for over an hour because he was homesick, or Andy on the phone in tears because of a lost dog or Natty having a hard day and just needing to talk, that is tough enough. It makes me grateful for the time I do have with them and helps me to recognize the great need to be a righteous example for them to follow.
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