Tragedy in the morning.
My heart aches for you, Jelly Bean.
There is no answer for these things.
And those questions will never be answered.
We never truly know what anyone else is experiencing.
And if we did, is there anything we can really do?
Living can be too much for some.
And they make their choices.
Who are we to judge?
The decision to end it all is final.
We weep for our loss.
What could I have done to change the outcome?
If only I had……
And then, in time, we realize that the decision was not ours, after all.
We are born, we live and we die.
And some of us choose the time of our death.
While others hold on to the last breath of life.
We relive the last days and wonder what could I have done? Why? What caused my beloved friend to leave this world?
Family and friends come together, grieving, crying, and sharing theories.
The mystery is never solved.
The pain will soften, with time, but will never go away.
And at the end of each day, as we reflect on our loss, we embrace those who are left, and resolve to live each day like it is our last.