This is a photo of Tali. A bright, 26 year old woman with her whole life ahead of her... until last Thursday night. While jogging on the Washington Mall, steps away from the White House, Tali was fatally injured after being hit by a car. She was my husband's cousin and a dear part of our family. Life isn't fair sometimes.
On a daily basis, I am reminded how precious life is. Unfortunately because I surround myself with ovarian cancer, I experience death regularly. It always hurts and it never gets easier. Somehow though, with a diagnosis, it makes more sense. There is (at least) direct cause and effect. This death was senseless and I struggle to comprehend it.
Tali was going to change the world. Just back from the Sudan, Tali worked to bring relief to a struggling country. She was passionate about helping others, often putting her own needs behind. She lived large, loved deeply and smiled brightly. I hope she knew how much she was loved.
