Fire Tragedy
I’ve been feeling sad since Saturday. Had a long-time friend call me to tell me some awful news. An old boyfriend of mine has lost his wife, son, and home in a freak fire last Friday. I can’t imagine how he must have felt getting the phone call to come home immediately, then to come home to see his world up in smoke. It has made me think, even though I try not to, about how my life would be without Bill. It makes me sick to my stomach. I’ve had this pit in my gut since the weekend.
I haven’t spoken to this guy in oh, like 8 years. But we’re in an extended circle of friends, so I hear about him from time to time, and he probably the same of me. I was on the fence of whether or not to go to the memorial service tonight. I finally decided not to. This is not of my concern — he needs family and close friends around him now.
So, instead of attending the services today and tomorrow, I say this to Chris:
I wish you all the strength and courage you need to keep going. Kindra and Logan are in God’s care now. Please accept my deepest sympathies for you and your family and my regret for yet another loss of someone close to you.