Deep, deep, deep...
My reaction...
Life goes on... but, how can it? How can we talk about American Idol or our current sinus infection or whether or not that boy called us last night? When one of us is in the deepest of mournings? It seems incomprehensible, insensitive, utterly and completely trivial... but this is the stuff of life (?) It's more than I can bear...
My friend, at least for this moment, my heart is with you... I will very soon get caught up again in dinner plans, water cooler conversation and laughter... Although my laughter for the day will be less raucous, more subdued... More tempered by the knowledge that you are in pain...
I guess I now understand the customary "moment of silence," but is this the best we can do?
At least for now, my guts are in pain for what you are going through...
Much, much, much, much, much love...
Life goes on... but, how can it? How can we talk about American Idol or our current sinus infection or whether or not that boy called us last night? When one of us is in the deepest of mournings? It seems incomprehensible, insensitive, utterly and completely trivial... but this is the stuff of life (?) It's more than I can bear...
My friend, at least for this moment, my heart is with you... I will very soon get caught up again in dinner plans, water cooler conversation and laughter... Although my laughter for the day will be less raucous, more subdued... More tempered by the knowledge that you are in pain...
I guess I now understand the customary "moment of silence," but is this the best we can do?
At least for now, my guts are in pain for what you are going through...
Much, much, much, much, much love...