Jul 23, 2017 · 1 min read
It’s hard to imagine losing a loved one to suddenly and violently. Your words tell a hard story to hear. The picture of your sister’s helmet, my God, how could the officer filing that report, who must have seen that, not realized the amount and force of the contact.
It may seem like you are screaming into an abyss, but each word you whisper of truth, however small a difference it may make, it does make a difference. Collectively we can change the narrative. My heart goes out to you and your family. Godspeed us all on each journey we take.
