Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Tragedy
We received terrible news this past weekend. Still so shocking. I haven't been able to write much at all this past month with this horrid carpal tunnel, but this latest news rocked my family to the core.
My parents left Monday morning for LA to go be with Uncle Oliver (daddy's brother) and Aunt Harriet. I have been sitting here for the past 5 days trying to figure out what I can possibly say to them. There are no words. There just aren't. For a parent to lose a child seems inconceivable. My sister is flying down on Friday for the memorial and funeral service. I can't fly now with 6 weeks left in the pregnancy. I thought about driving, but Dave was against that since sitting too long creates the worst sort of water retention in my legs and hands.
It's a helpless feeling to not be able to be with my family right now. This time of year makes it hit home with the fiercest kind of heartbreak. My cousin Diane was 42 years old. She was married and had 3 babies, ages 8, 6 and 3. I think of her husband, her children, her parents, her friends, her co-workers...all these people who knew Diane on a daily basis.
Oliver and Harriet were just here in Sonoma visiting all of us. They stayed with my folks, and helped my mom and sister get all sorts of details finished for my baby shower, they helped cook for Thanksgiving. We ate together, we blabbed, we laughed. We talked about the baby-to-be. And now their lives have been turned upside down. It seems impossible. It feels like an illusion.
There just aren't any real words.
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