Life is Fragile

This is my first attempt at blogging and I'm sorry but the first entry is going to be a bit of a downer (wow - aging myself!)





I experienced something today that confused, bothered and tormented me all day. I was on break at work, they are building another building next door and its very very close to where our garbage/smoking area is. The beams are just going up and today one of those beams broke away from the crane rope and fell on one of the iron workers. I think I arrived out there may two or three minutes after it happened and at first didn't know anything way even going on. As I was sitting there and looking at the construction, an emergency squad arrived and EMT's came running over - I then saw that at the feet of two other workers was a man under the beam - the EMT's immediately started pulling on his shirt and administering CPR. A couple of minutes later they hooked the crane up to the beam and removed it and the EMT's kept working -it was very troubling and I said a little internal prayer for him. As I was going in one of the workers said that he was breathing it made me feel a little better.





The police arrived and about 5 or 10 minutes later the ambulance left. I wondered about him all afternoon, whether he was alive or dead, married, had children. When I was at lunch I saw a helicopter circling the building - I assumed it was about the accident (unless if you've lived in Columbus you know it could be one of the many crimes being committed) but I figured it was a report about the accident.





Late this afternoon I read on the news website that the worker at died, pronounced dead just about 30 minutes after I had seen him. I continued to think about this very alive, brave iron worker who had been out there for the last month or so walking beams, talking, cutting up with the others as we could hear from our break area.





This all touched me and got me thinking that as I was sitting there and realizing later that I was ACTUALLY watching another human being passing from life to death. I was there. What a tragic thing to happen. I think about how it must have been for him and his family - him going off to work, coming home, doing the ordinary things we all do at home, getting up, going to work, coming home.





And then today, not coming home.








On the drive home I'm still thinking about all this and really thought I wanted to write this down, start a journal, something - but this is what I've come to.





In the scheme of thing during our lifetime, I remember all the times or things that are petty and small. Things that are not really important enough to be concerned about, all the things that go unenjoyed or missed.





Enjoy all you have in your l ife - because today - you came home.