Five More Minutes

I just read a story that has terribly upset me. Jeffrey Zaslow, the author of the best selling novel "The Last Lecture" died yesterday, after his car slid into the path of a tractor trailer, while driving in the snow. He had just finished a book signing, promoting his newest book. I read "The Last Lecture" a few years ago and was very touched by it. The story was so well written and provoked many emotions from all that read it. It is a great loss to the world, to have such a talented author die at the young age of 53. Whenever these tragedies occur, when someone dies at the hands of an accident, and not a death from an illness, I always have the same recurring thought. What would have happened it they only stayed five more minutes, where ever they were. One more trip to the bathroom. One more kiss goodbye. One last look in the mirror to adjust your hair. Five minute, that would change a final outcome of life. Are life and death random, or is our time up, when G-d says so? I believe in the Book of Life. Your destiny is set from the moment you are born. As sad as that theory might be. I still feel like crying for Mr Zaslows' family, even though I did not know them.