I just wonder how much I can take. When you lose one of your best friends and someone you love on top of your baby… no, it’s not the same thing, it’s not death, but it’s a huge burden on top of my already heavy load. So huge I think I’m going to have to stop on the side of the road and rest somehow, before I can possibly take another step.
Mother of All Things 
Sometimes we all need a pitstop to help adjust the load and carry on.
So sorry 😦
Girl..I swear things like this come in waves. Horrible, sand filled, soul sucking waves. I’m sorry, and sorry doesn’t fill that hole. I wish it could. We haven’t “met” but your voice resonates.
I’m still serious, that if you lived in Seattle there would be roller skating. I know that doesn’t fill the hole either. So I’ll send all the light & hope that has been given to me in times of trouble. ((hugs))
I’m with Eve, up there. Sometimes awful, “I can’t live like this anymore” moments come in waves. I’m so sorry to hear someone else has left your life.