I'm thinking people are going to stop opening my e-mails and answering my phone calls for fear of more bad news.
They say these things come in threes - my mother-in-law's death, my serious illness, and now an unexpected death in the family. Hopefully three's the limit!
I confide in only a few people with details. One of them is my great uncle, a retired pastor. We exchange quite a few e-mails, and he has always been great about offering spiritual advice as well as day-to-day chat.
Anyhow, I was worried about sending more serious news to Uncle J, who has anxiety, so I sent an e-mail apologizing.
What he wrote back was fantastic:
If I were going to be overwhelmed by your sharing your news and
feelings, I would have been out of the race long ago... Some things are
hard to accept, but there is much that we can do to support each
other... It's called LOVE...
Keep in mind that he is 80, Midwestern, and Lutheran (read: reserved - that's this side of my family.) Kind words indeed.