I have been watching the ongoing coverage of Sean Taylor's death today. I can't believe it has been 5 years!! I think about it every year and I honestly remember it like it was yesterday. He was my husbands teammate, but more importantly, his friend. I still think about his daughter, who was almost 2 at the time, and his fiance. I pray that time has relieved some of the hurt and sadness that day brought.
Coincidentally, the last time we saw him, I was on my way to drop off my husband to practice and he was walking from his house to the practice facility. It was a long way! We offered him a ride and he declined and said he needed to keep going to warm up for practice. He was a funny character and that instance was exactly how he would have handled any situation. My husband came in the league a couple years before and talked about how much he had changed in the last few months before his death. I know many people mention it, but I often wonder at times if people can sense when their death is near. It was just an interesting comment for my husband to make since he had known him for about 3 seasons at the time.
Needless to say, when we got the call that he had passed over in the night...well, I still I have a hard time figuring out how to describe that moment. He had such promising career ahead of him and was certainly destined to be a Hall of Fame player. I don't believe God allows things to happen without a reason, but it sure can be difficult to understand that when you lose people violently and without cause.
I was unable to travel to the funeral because I was on bedrest during my pregnancy, but watching it on TV was heartbreaking and I saw how much it changed my husband's team. I try to use that experience to remind myself not to take life for granted. RIP Sean
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