Sadness

Yesterday evening, I was thinking about my sister-in-law, musing that I really ought to send her a note, even if it was a pathetic scrap just saying, "Thinking about you and wishing you well." I figured that maybe a random note might reassure her that I sure do love and appreciate her, even if my telephone communication "style" leaves that in doubt.

I wish I had.

Today the news came in that her step-son (G, whom she raised from toddler to teenager) had died. He was in his early twenties.

( Where I make all sorts of assumptions )