R.I.P Doreen Tashobya

I am Sorry You Were Killed With So much Left To Live

You dead. You were hit by a Lorry near Muziga Park (Most deadly Spot in the heart of Entebbe) when you were being ridden on motor bike through the intersection. Everyone saw the Lorry hit you, and park by the road side. We heard the sound. We screamed ‘No! No! No!’. But our screams were not heeded.

He hit you so hard. He was going so fast. You were hurt badly. You did not know what hit you, how could you?

I wish you were made of steel

The man ran away, They held your hand, someone yelled at them not to touch you. We stayed with you. You were not alone. We were loving you. We wanted to save you, help you, protect you.

The EMT came fast, and they tried so hard. The continued to give CPR until they got your heart started and they bagged your lungs to breathe for you. But you know it was not enough.

I am so sorry it wasn’t enough. I am sorry that we weren’t magic. That we couldn’t conjure a Patronus to protect you. That we were not superhuman or superheros. That we didn’t have miracles in our pockets from Elon Musk to bend time   just for 10 seconds. If we could have, we would have.

We were sorely lacking. We were just humans.

I am sorry you died. I knew you were young, I now know you were   just 24 years old. You were killed with so much life left to live, so much potential, so much in front of you. I am so sorry you died having been here so briefly.

You were loved.

Your friends and roommates have reached out   they love you so much. People who love and are loved have had the sweetest taste of life. I am thankful for those who loved you so, and I am sad you don’t get to be an old loved and loving woman.

Your friends and family know you were not alone. I told them, don’t worry. I wanted them to know that we strangers were with you, not as strangers but as your human family caring desperately for you as our own.

For a few hours I was holding you in full recovery. Imagining you being ridden your bike, laughing as if about noon had never happened. Then I read that you had died.

I am so sorry you died. I am so sorry we couldn’t save you.

You did not suffer, you felt no pain. I believe you were enjoying the summer evening light, your mind thinking how beautiful it was, and that you were filled with life   with joy, because you are clearly that kind of young woman.

I know that you are now at one with your God in whatever name or form. I know that you are at peace.

I will continue to think of you in the sunshine, spending beautiful evenings, laughing with those you love. 

I am so sorry you died last night. I will never forget you.

24-year-old Doreen Tashobya was killed on 21 June 2016 she was safely being ridden on a motorbike and was struck by a speeding Isuzu Lorry running from a sharp bend near Muzinga Park Entebbe.