As I stand here in the kitchen placing food on Ian's high chair and watching him eat, I am overwhelmed with sadness for an acquaintance from college whose son, the same age as Ian, passed away within the last day. I'm not sure of the reason; I only that it was sudden.
My heart breaks, throat chokes, & tears fall.
Life is fleeting & precious.
My heart breaks, throat chokes, & tears fall.
Life is fleeting & precious.
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