Unforseen Occurrence

Equals heartbreak? Perspective. I thought I was having a bad day. And now...what am I? I am nothing. My papercuts should be cause for rejoice, my spilt coffee should become a prayer of thanks, my headache is a beautiful pain.
How do you comfort someone who has lost their father? Their best friend? Their husband? Their brother? A rock. Someone who knew everything about everything. I stood shaking in my boots. What if it had been me? How do you console someone who is being ripped apart? Her crying was an audio of a heart breaking. I can't bear it. I've known him all my life and never knew him. I can't handle seeing his family this way. I can't handle seeing someone I have only seen as strong, as the weakest person in the room. I didn't think I would cry. But all I could do was mirror the pain before me.
When 30 cars are parked outside a house, only one thing has happened.
You'll never read this but I am sorry Smith family. For what it is worth, I love you.