The sister of James Wesley Estes (the man who died in the 2222 crash) called me this evening. She was very sweet and very grateful that I had reached out to them. We had a wonderful conversation. She said James was called Jimmy, too. I think she found comfort in my detailed account of the accident and in my presence with Jimmy that day. I found comfort in learning a little about him and his family. I told her about how I felt a connection with him somehow and she completely understood. As strange as this might sound, it was a joyful conversation. Of course I don’t mean that we shared belly laughs with one another, but rather, I think we found the quiet joy in the humanity of sharing comfort with a stranger.
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if you both enjoyed this conversation, it’s great ))