This morning I'd promised a coworker I'd help her move. We were up bright and early. The day was beautiful. Though it didn't feel that cold, it must have been, as there was hail, and a bit of snow. And the sun was shining.
Then we heard. Another coworker had traveled to southern California to visit family - to celebrate a big birthday. Her husband was excited to ride down there - he's a bicycle maniac. There was an accident - the details are still fuzzy, but he was hurt yesterday, and died last night. They are about my age. They had one of the best marriages I've seen...their kids are grown, and they were so close, as many couples whose kids have left the nest are.
I'm exhausted, physically and mentally. I've called a few friends, to tell them how much I love and appreciate them. Times like these make us realize the fragility of life.
I know I need the Stirring tonight, but I don't know that we'll make it.