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Mary Moon's avatar

What a beautiful, beautiful post. Strangely enough, Glen and I attended the funeral of the daughter of old friends of ours some time ago...in Nashville. I will never forget the mother's deep bewilderment of the loss of her girl. That's how it felt to me- bewilderment. How in the world could this have happened? In this instance, although God was mentioned, music was the main source of comfort. The father, a violinist, the daughter a singer. It felt right and yet, at the same time, inadequate. Of course.

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People are still unmasked. WTF. And to be honest I hate it when people say, it's up to God. Really? Why not help god out a little and trying taking care of yourself for a change. I remember when Katie was little and I was still grappling with her disability and my depression and I was sitting next to a group of Christians talking about praying for help/money to pay for the paving in the parking lot. I wanted to yell at them, quit bothering god with your petty problems and give him time to work on the big stuff like fixing my daughter.

Anyway, I digress. I'm sorry for your friend's loss. Losing a child is not something you ever get over. It's so wrong, to have to bury a child. Sending hugs and sorry for the rant.

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