Wednesday, May 9, 2007

Sometimes There are no Words

Kenn has lost his brother.

My heart aches for him.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I sat for 20 minutes trying to come up with something I could say, some combo of letters that would ease a tiny bit of Kenn's pain. But you and I both know there is only one cure for grief - grieving.

You are a good friend. I hurt for Kenn as you do. As many do.

Anonymous said...

Thank you both, Jenne and Housewife, for freeing up a few more tears! The memorial services, as I think I have already posted, are Monday evening with burial at dusk the next night two hundred miles away in the family plot next to my Dad.

I steal away to an internet cafe every couple of days as we are now in the era of on-line messages of condolences coming from newspaper obits at www.montrealgazette.com

Your kindness feels like a favourite blanket.