28 January 2010
Neither Kyle nor I wanted to get out of bed this morning. The sadness of last night’s news lay over us like a blanket of lead. But, rising was necessary—Kyle had obligations at work, and I had promised to take Stephen to his doctor’s appointment. Somehow, life must go on.
We were very grateful for a visit from Kathleen this morning on her way back from her work assignment. It was our first, and a much-appreciated opportunity to share some of the pain we were feeling with someone else who was experiencing it.
Stephen’s appointment went well, and the afternoon spent in the hospital waiting room gave me lots of time to peruse Facebook while dozens and dozens of our friends processed their grief by posting often beautiful comments to Bert’s wall.
By midday, we had our fears realized and learned that Bert had taken his own life. So much to process. So much to think about. So much to forgive.
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