The most terrible, heartbreaking thing in the world happened. My dorm neighbor from freshman year (and then again when we moved into our townhouse) lost her beautiful five-month-old daughter on Wednesday. She simply passed away in her sleep.
And I can't handle it.
I've been sobbing since Wednesday night.
I can't imagine what their family is going through.
I visited with her mom last night. She was the one who found the baby. All I could do was hold her hand and cry with her.
I want to go to the memorial service today, but I want to go and be strong for the family. I don't want to go and break down. And I don't know if I can handle a tiny coffin.
I wish I hadn't been so upset about losing my stupid phone.
I don't want this post to sound as selfish as it does.
I've been watching my children sleep a lot lately.
I want the K* family to know how much I love them and feel for them. And that I think about them often. And I would literally do anything to help ease the world of pain I can only imagine they are going through.
I don't know what else to do.