The Love of Children

One of my best friends moved away this week. She just resigned from our company. I miss her dearly. She arrived "back home" today. A home she shared with her dynamic mother. Her mom collapsed and died about two hours later of a heart attack.

I am devastated for her. I'm frustrated that she's so far away and I can't help. And I miss her.

I'm glad she was there for Mom. But dammit all. Dammit. Dammit. Dammit. F-bomb dammit.

My grandson saw me crying tonight. He held me and said "Grandma, I'm so sorry to see you sad. I know why...your friend is sad too and that makes you sad. You're like that and I love you."