I just learned that my friend's Grandson took his life. The sorrow for the family seems to Me unimaginable, Unbearable. Trying to find words of comfort is Not a simple task. I can easily say too much or too Little. But silence is not an option. I finally shared with my friend that I had 4 words printed on a card on My refrigerator: "Cry and Carry On." And I told her I would add another Sentence for her to cling to. "My Father is holding me tight And weeping with me." And so I did. I added those words to my index Card. And I told my friend, "I'm praying for you. I love you." |