All of the local schools had students stuck at school after hours, waiting for the road to be cleared. I stayed at school longer than normal and then picked up Connor before heading towards Rowen's school. I thought that we were going to be just sitting in traffic, or perhaps detoured into the Fred Meyers lot, but traffic was starting to move by the time we got there.
Unfortunately, this made me have to reschedule the interview I was planning to conduct for my doctoral study today. Thankfully, the interviewee was quite understanding (and had heard about the accident) and rescheduled for tomorrow--where, interestingly, a second person has also scheduled an interview (at a different time). This changes up my plans, and had caused me a great deal of frustration and uncertainty before things were settled.
Yet even in the midst of my frustration, my heart went out to those involved in the accident. Details about it are still scarce, but for the highway to be shut down for so long, I knew right away that a fatality had to be involved. I felt guilty for my aggravation at the disruption to my day, especially considering that others were dealing with far more severe consequences. My day was merely inconvenienced; theirs had life-changing, and even life-ending, results. I pray for the repose of the soul (or souls) of those who died, for the well-being of the survivors, and for the families who are dealing with their grief.