It was a completely random gift; I don't think he had any clue that I was an avid hot-tea drinker when he gave these to us. You can see from the stains that they have been well-used in the last six months, but now I feel strange just looking at them. The man that created these mugs used those same hands to take his own life.
I'm not going to try to make my friend's tragedy my own. But my heart hurts for her right now, and I hurt for her daughter, who no longer has her dad. I feel shocked and horrified that suicide has touched the lives of people I care about. I hate this feeling. I need to go hug someone. And then curl up and take a nap.
Are you feeling a little better today Jo? Thanks for coming over and backing me up even while you were going through this. Love you.
ReplyDeleteNot a big deal at all, Shan! It was fun. Well, in an explosive sort of way. LOL. Love you too.
ReplyDeleteI'm catching up on your blog and wow! You've had to deal with a lot lately. Hugs to you!!
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry, Melinda! I swear it's not usually this depressing. I think I need to go hang out at your blog for awhile, just to lighten up my mood.
ReplyDeleteI am so sorry, Jodi! This post was very unexpected. Suicide is such a tragedy; it makes me think about the extreme pain a person was in. I hate to see or hear of people in pain. The problem is that the act in itself puts everyone else who is left to make sense of it in extreme pain. So, so sad.
ReplyDeleteYour friendship right now can only help. Just be there for her and her daughter in whatever way you can.
Thanks so much, Niecy. The whole thing was so completely unexpected and still seems unreal to me. In fact, just this post about it is bothering me a lot, so I'll probably delete it soon.
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