Three weeks ago tomorrow, at 6:57pm, the world turned upside down.  Maybe not for everybody.  Maybe not even for you.  But for many of us.

For Heather and Mike especially.

I immediately went into planning mode.  Into protective mode.  Into active mode.  Into friend mode.  I haven’t stopped in three weeks.

Because I know that when I do, my facade will come crashing down.  My strong front.

The tears will come.  And I fear they won’t ever stop.

I will cry for a little girl lost.  The beautiful one with the devastatingly gorgeous curls, the captivating blue eyes, the smile that could light up a room.  The little girl that was going to be my daughter-in-law.  At the very least, my son’s best friend.  Just as close as her mom and I are.

I will cry for her parents.  Because I love them as if they were my very own family.  Because I can imagine the pain they’re feeling.  But because I really can’t even fathom the pain they’re feeling.

I will cry because all of you have wrapped your arms around them.  Have embraced them, have shown them a love I didn’t really even know was possible.  Because you have restored my faith in humanity.

But not my faith in the Universe.  The Universe is an asshole.  A downright, out and out asshole.

But this little girl, she will forever be in my thoughts.  In my heart.  In my life.  Maybe not in the way I’d hoped.  But there still.

I love you Heather and Mike.  I’m here for you.  Always.

*I hesitated to hit publish.  Because I don’t want to, even for a second, make this about me.  Because it’s not about me.  Not even for a moment.  Not even a little bit.*

**Updated:  I disabled comments. I love, adore and cherish each and every one of you.  But your kind words are really too much for me to handle right now.  I hope you understand. xoxo**

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