No writing today; Death comes to a close friend and neighbor

I drove home this afternoon from an appointment and saw my neighbors in the street hugging, crying, and one was wailing. This isn't good I thought. No, it was much worse. The son of a neighbor was killed last night in a car accident. We were very close to him. We watched him grow up from his adoption as a baby to his Bar Mitzvah four or five years ago, and then as a teen. He was an amazing kid. He did well in school. He was popular, respectful, responsive, and even cool with his peers. I can't put in words my emotions right now but I'm crying inside thinking about that poor family. There is no good in this, no silver lining, no lesson, nothing. This is pure sadness and the realization of a parent's worst nightmare. I wish it would go away.

Tomorrow we can go over and bring food and offer support. Today they are going to be busy with notifying family members and dealing with beginning funeral arrangements so we think it best to leave them alone. I don't know what else to say, do or write. I'm sorry.