A friend’s father passed away yesterday. I felt crushed at the news. We are not particularly close, this friend and I, but friendly enough. My heart broke for him, his mom, his siblings. They seemed like a family similar to mine: close and loving, and probably quirky as hell too.
I said a prayer for his father. More importantly, I said a prayer for him and the rest of his family. I understand now more than ever before, what a hard road lies ahead of them. I feel like I have some sort of expertise on the subject. I don’t. We all learn it at some point. Some sooner than others. Some more painfully.