• 31May
    Categories: Grieving Comments: 3


    Tonight I received the news that a friend of mine from high school committed suicide last night.  His eleven year old son found him.  I have often comforted myself with the thought that Dan dying in the hospital the way he did was better than dying of a heart attack somewhere totally unexpected and one of the kids tormenting themselves for years to come with guilt over not being able to help.

    I caught myself wondering with grief, “O friend, how could you?”  But the memories stir and I am reminded of my ‘taste’ of depression after Payden (1) was born and I know how it is possible.  But for the grace of God, there go I.   Please pray for his family.