I mean this from the deepest bottom of my heart:

RIP.

My (and most of our) worst fear confirmed and personified, and with far too many accessible pictures.

Please let this never, ever ever happen to me, or anyone I love, or anyone even that I’ve never even met. Let it just never happen ever again because I cannot really imagine anything more terrifying or awful than being on that plane.

If I love you, and you are Flying, please be careful. BYO Parachute. May we all be kept very safe, and in safe hands. I mean that in the way that a Girl who believes in God refers to ‘Hands.’ They look like this:

Let’s all attempt to stay on the ground, and away from Gas stations, and let’s also count our blessings.