Capt. Jennifer Casey

I have just come upstairs from where Gerry and I were working on our latest jigsaw puzzle. It’s a pretty picture that transports me to another place while I hunt for pieces and set them into place with a satisfying push.

I pick up my phone and find the most terrible news.

One of the Canadian Snowbird planes has crashed, shortly after takeoff, into a house in our city. I call down to Gerry. Details come in through eyewitnesses, news sources, and messages from a friend who lives just a few blocks from the crash scene.

And in an instant—one single instant on a day that, a moment before, seemed ordinary—lives are forever altered and one young one is lost.

There are no ordinary moments. They are all extraordinary in the absence, or presence, and always in the center where Love abides. Each one a gift.

May we remain mindful.


I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.
  1. Sad news. I’m so sorry.

  2. Our thoughts and prayers are with your city and with the families impacted by this tragedy, especially Capt. Casey’s.

  3. Such a tragedy, made even more sad because the loss of someone so young.

  4. I saw that on the news. I’m so sorry.

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