Later that evening, a mutual friend posted on Facebook asking for prayers for a friend. My heart sank. I knew those emergency vehicles were at her house and something terrible had happened. I sent a message to the mutual friend and asked if my guess was correct. Sadly, it was.
Her 13 year old daughter had committed suicide. Rumor says that she was distraught because of bullying at school. I don't know what happened. All I know is that parents have lost a child. Their world is forever changed.
When I woke to the rain this morning, I thought of them - thinking what a miserable day to have to deal with such things as visitation and funeral homes. Then I remembered how I felt when I lost my Mom.
Her funeral was on a picture perfect spring day. Warm. Sunny. Perfect. And it pissed me off! That anger at the weather is the one detail of that day that I can remember like it was yesterday. I felt like the universe was mocking my sadness and my pain. So today even though my heart breaks, I'm strangely thankful for the rain.