sometimes there are no words

Yesterday I found out that the son of a good friend died, unexpectedly, at the age of 19. I’ve known this family for almost ten years. No matter how many of these terrible surprises we go through, each one affects us just as much as the one before. And there are no words; there is no sense I can make out of this. I wish there was. I know we all wish the same thing at time like these. If there was a way, we could better understand the stupid, senseless things that happen around us. Today is the viewing. After that I’ll be heading to Long Island to visit my family. But my thoughts will be here in Rochester, with others dealing with the profound loss at a time when they would normally be celebrating together.

Have a safe and happy holidays. And keep those you love close.