Pause for a moment

My grandmother and I walk through a quiet leafy suburb of Johannesburg each morning just after sunrise. This memorial catches my heart every day. Sometimes I see the people who loved him sitting quietly, remembering him and trying to understand how this could happen. There are always fresh flowers, and keepsakes and notes.
I didn't know him, I don't know his family, but my heart goes out to them every morning when we walk past this fragile testament. 
The simple words on the side of the road where he died in his car. He will always be remembered.

And in a country where we lose so many to road carnage every day this one small monument to a life cut short should make us all pause for a moment to say "Enough".