Saturday, March 2, 2013
SLICE OF LIFE #2- A SPLIT SECOND DECISION
We had a really sad week in Denver. A young woman from my son's high school was crossing the street on her way to school. And a car ran a red light. And hit the girl, leaving her in critical condition with a head injury. And then left the scene.
By that evening, picture of the car were all over the internet. A gray sedan. A woman in her twenties or thirties. White or hispanic. Red hair.
Early the next morning, the woman turned herself in. Thirty-one years old. An East Coast transplant who has lived in Denver for eight months. A fifth grade teacher at a charter school in Aurora (a Denver suburb). Probably hurrying on her way to school.
Today she appeared in court. Dressed in striped yellow and white jail uniform. Tears poured down her face throughout the hearing. She will probably serve jail time. But maybe even worse, for the rest of her life, she will live in the prison of knowing that she critically injured another human being.
And I felt so badly for her. She made a poor choice. Ran a red light, like many of us have been known to do on occasion. And then was probably terrified and made another horrible decision and left the scene of the accident.
It's not that I think she was right to leave. I definitely don't.
And it's not that I have not thought, almost nonstop, about Deondra, the young woman who was hit, and is critical but stable condition in a local hospital. And about her parents, who said goodbye to their beautiful, healthy sixteen-year-old, then got that awful phone call just a few minutes later.
But I still feel badly for Erin, the young woman in jail. For that split second decision.
That has changed her life.