I'm OK. The experience kind of hit my reset button. I was already acutely aware of how quickly a life can be snuffed, but when it happens before your eyes it makes it much more real. I woke up looking at my arm with intense gratitude to be alive and sore and tired. I am worried about some of the other people involved----the death of their innocence is a painful thing. There's no right thing to say or do, but just being there is important. Bearing witness. Being human together.