I found out yesterday that friends of ours from our old stomping ground lost their baby grandaughter in a freakish accident.
My heart cries out for them, and for their son and daughter-in-law and all the family in this time of grief.
My heart cries out at the injustice that their son's home is considered a crime scene until the time when the authorities decide that it was definitely an accident.
I hope that their son can know that it wasn't his fault.
I hope that the family can come together to grieve with and support each other.
The chance that my heart isn't very heavy today?
... Approximately None.
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