It's Saturday... It's Saturday, and at this very moment a few hundred miles north of me, my friend is grieving the loss of her husband. It's Saturday, and this week has felt like an eternity. I've moved through this week with such a heavy heart. And I feel guilty for being trapped in this fog of sorrow, as I'm not the one who lost my life long partner of over twenty years. I'm not the one who just got my husband back from Afghanistan, only to lose him to unexpected death. I can not fathom how my friend is coping, walking step by step through the process of burying her soul mate at the tender young age of thirty-nine. Brian Naranjo would have been forty years old on February 29th, 2012. Brian Naranjo would have his whole life ahead of him. He would have been celebrating a marquis year when you're supposed to reflect on where you've come and what you have left to do. In reading his Facebook wall, as I'm inexplicably drawn to it, I...
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