When things like this happen, I think about the families.
I think about the sister who had the same health problem but survived. I wonder what it must be like to lose your best friend in the world and to have to go right on living. What does it feel like to know that it could have been you, but it wasn’t?
I think about the friend that was there through it all. What it’s like to hear that kind of news over the phone and be thousands of miles away. How guilty I would feel knowing that I saw the signs and couldn’t do enough to prevent it.
What are nights like?
What are days like?
There are no words in a time like this. There are only open hearts and listening ears. You are so strong. We love you always.