Words fail

August 16th, 2007

I can’t imagine. I won’t wonder. I don’t have to make up a thing.


  1. Oh my! That first story just sounds so horrible. How would I handle the situation if it were me and my wife? I don’t know. The situation sounded just so dire. If I were dealing with it… I don’t know… I would be just so hard.

    Comment by John — August 17, 2007 @ 12:47 am

  2. Very very sad.
    On the third item: My boys never would wear bibs, so they’ve always just eaten naked. I guess they’re the smart ones.

    Comment by Shannon — August 17, 2007 @ 11:10 am

  3. and so it seems every time i pick up a paper or flip on the tv, i’m whacked in the face with some sort of sadness. and the hurt sticks insides me like a painful splinter that is too small to see, but causes a limp. breath in breath out…i tell myself again and again. be present for satch and send good thoughts to those in pain. it’s all i can do.

    Comment by Wendy — August 18, 2007 @ 5:01 pm

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