Distracted

Two days ago, a woman I work with stopped to help an injured dog in the road. Two other passers-by stopped to help.

A man driving a third car, who was “distracted”, hit the three of them, killing her.

Because he was distracted, and because she stopped to help an injured dog.

She stopped to help.

An injured dog.

My (IOS) phone has a setting I’ve turned on, where I don’t get notifications of messages and the like while I’m in the car. If you have such a setting, you might want to turn it on.

Author: Sibelius Russell

Sibelius Russell (a/k/a/ Owen "Beleaguered" Servant) lives a life of whimsical servitude -- whatever that means.

6 thoughts on “Distracted”

  1. Oh man, that’s awful 😦 more than awful, really. My condolences to you and all her other people (family, friends, colleagues…)

    I should probably turn flight mode on when I’m driving… I don’t look (unless I’m stopped at a red light..) but I do wonder who’s written and what they might want, that might be distraction enough..

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  2. i reblogged this. we can not get this message out too often. A tiny moment of inattention can cost lives though no one deserved it or meant it to happen. And it doesn’t have to be the phone either. I totaled my car a year ago through inattention-luckily no one was hurt-there were only smashed vehicles. Once is too much.
    holly

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  3. When I read of things like this, it makes me wonder about how my own passing will be.
    For that person to die quite quickly, doing what she was, one that helps other sentient beings.
    Well it has many perceptions.
    I admire her choice to stop and be one of those that help another sentient beings.
    I also feel comfort in knowing that such a beautiful soul can never suffer again, unlike those poor souls that see death as something to fear and relive the moments of others passing, almost torturing themselves.
    It’s message is clear to turn off the road, park and only then answer the phone (remember when phones were not mobile and how we managed).
    Peaceful blessings for this day, for that moment has passed.

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