It's been just over a day now since it happened, and a little less since I got the terrible news. It's been a surreal 24 hours, and I've been trying to use OT since then to get away from it, but I've come to the point where I can't anymore. My stepmother has been in my family for nearly twenty years, and made my father a truly happy man. They did everything together, and were always very warm and loving to one another. She was a beautiful person in every respect and I couldn't ask for a better mother to me and my sister as well as a companion to my father. Their house is full of pictures of them holding hands, smiling, being with their friends, and traveling all over the country. She was killed last evening when her truck was hit by a train at a crossing out in the country (they do not have electric gates, lights, or anything, just signs marking the tracks). A high school kid heard the train's brakes and saw the truck when he turned his head. He and two friends immediately called for help and tried to remove her from the truck but couldn't because it crumpled like a soda can with her in it. They applied bandages as best they could and she tried to say something to them but couldn't get the words out. She was dead by the time the paramedics arrived with the jaws of life. He visited with his friends two hours after it happened to tell us, and cried with us. My family and I are completely devastated. But I fear most for my father, he's old, and suddenly he's alone. She was his life to him and suddenly she's gone. The pain he's going through is incredible. Always cherish your family everyone, they are the most important and valuable thing in your life. You never know when you might lose them, never take them for granted. I probably won't be on OT until after the funeral which is Thursday. Thanks for listening.