Unthinkable

Earlier this week, while trying to help my mother go through my grandmothers things, I received a call from a friend at work. Based on her voice, I knew she wasn't calling about work. My thoughts instantly flash to her daughter. I was wrong.

Thirty minutes later, I am over at a mutual friends house. Her husband had diedthe day before. Her brother was there when it happened. Her brother tried to prevent it. But he couldn't.

I feel so bad for my friend. She has lost her husband, the father of her child. I feel so bad for her young daughter. She lost her father when she was so young. She won't have him to look over her, to play tea party with her.

I really feel bad for my friend's brother. His close friend, his sister's husband, his niece's father.

It's a nightmare that will take a long, long time for him leave behind. I know they will. I hope he can.