After last Tuesday I just couldn’t bear the thought of trying to be clever or funny. If, in fact, I am ever clever or funny.
What a total bummer. It felt, and continues to feel, like one of the most tragic events of my life. Right up there with my father dying and 9/11.
And I cannot bear to look at the news. The tiny bits I have happened to see make me ill. I will get no pleasure from his failure. I hope I am wrong about it.
I wish I could pray.
good post – totally agree – it's very sad and we can do nothing – that's the hard part