It's been a horrific week in Rochester. For my out of town readers, five beautiful, energetic 2007 high school graduates died in a fiery crash on their way to a cottage on the Finger Lakes. Almost as traumatic, a car-load of classmates were following close behind and witnessed the entire accident.
There were no drugs or alcohol involved although I've heard rumor that the driver was talking on a cell phone. It appears to be a tragic senseless accident.
I didn't know any of the girls or their families. The press describes them all as smart, outgoing, upbeat and cheerful young ladies with promising futures ahead of them. Each and every one of them sound like the kind of girl you hope your son will bring home. And now, their beautiful smiling faces are littering this week's death notices.
What does this have to do with real estate? Not much, except a painful reminder to prioritize life. A time to step back and realize that as a real estate agent, I'm not as important as I like to think. A perfect house will not improve your relationship with your spouse. Nor will it guarantee a good education for your children. It won't cure cancer and it sure can't keep your children safe on their way to the cottage. After all, it is only real estate.
God bless those poor families. It hurts me to think about their pain and so I just can't imagine living it. There must have been a huge shortage of angels in Heaven for God to have taken so many so suddenly.