Damn

There was a traffic accident on Wuzhong Lu two days ago, one of my colleagues was killed, along with several others. Four Korean women, three of them mothers, were coming back from "Bible Study."

I don't want to go into it too much, but I'm angry for several reasons. I'm stunned, and can't grasp the depth of loss to the families, even though I went after work to the church to see the mourners. Most days I feel grateful for what I have, but I'm still annoyed with myself that it still takes death or illness for me to focus.

That's it for now. I didn't want to be a tourist in the Koreans' grief so I don't want to write more.