Today, I received news that a very good friend's husband died.  The news of death never comes easy.  And yet, death is such a part of life.  As I get older, experiences with death teach me more about the human-ness of us all.  This body we inherit when we're born is a beautiful, amazing, resilient entity, and yet, it's so fragile and affected by the living we do.

As I think of my friend and what she must be going through, my heart aches for her and I wish there was something I could do to ease her pain and anguish.  But I know I can't take away from the experience she's going through.  It is what it is.  However, I can love her and let her know that.  It's always difficult for me to know what to do for people who are going through this kind of experience.  I feel all "all thumbs" and so awkward.  This translates into awkwardness when I'm with people.  I'm going to see my friend this afternoon and I just hope that I can communicate my love and support to her in a way that will be of help to her.