Nausea fell upon me like a veil as a friend told me that a child I knew died last night in a tragic accident. My first thought was how vibrant he was despite the limits his body imposed, like a beacon of light floating in the dense fog. How loved he was by his doting, proud and supportive parents and siblings. How it always seemed that there was a swirling funnel of joy all around him radiating out towards everyone who came near him. Now a simple, impossible accident took his life. Gone.