With Great Sorrow
Earlier this week I had been following reports over at the Well-Dressed Recluse about a close friend of Genni's, a young mother who had just been diagnosed with stage IV breast cancer and was uninsured. My heart immediately went out to her, and I wanted nothing more than to somehow become her guardian angel. But today I read in the news that this same amazing talented beautiful creative woman, along with her husband and five-year-old daughter, is dead. I'm reeling with shock. And oh, Genni Genni Genni, I am so so sorry.
These two devastating tragedies have shaken me to the core. I've been weeping for these women, this man, this little girl and the people who love them all night. And coming right on the heels of my own good news, I'm struggling mightily with the gut-wrenching knowledge that there is absolutely no good reason on earth that I deserved to live and they didn't. This is a very hard thing, and I just can't come to terms with the unfairness of reality right now.
But most of all, I'm feeling so frightened that my precious grandchild is going to be born into such a sad, terrifying, pain-filled, and brutally capricious life. I want to cry out, Please, please, please, Universe, protect this tiny new person!
But obviously the Universe does not concern Itself with protecting good beautiful innocent people.