Lots to think about and some grieving to do.
Last night I lost my nephew.
My two sisters and I each gave birth to a daughter followed by a son. Now only one of the three sons is left.
My heart is broken.
In the end he didn't reach out to me. I expect he already knew what I would tell him. His mother, my oldest sister, has been gone for years, and he never stopped missing her. She was not replaceable even when I tried.
I wish life was easier.
I do believe that my belief system and certainty that circumstances can be turned around and that I never give up works for me but not for everyone.
I know that he knew I loved him.
Our world is short one kind human and we do need more kind humans not less.