Dear Golem, I only know that you're not far from me but no matter how far, please know that we send our prayers, mine along with all the rest of the Ranters.
Words are such puny things sometimes and even though we idle away the hours spinning them here, they fail me now, because I can't begin to imagine the burden and the journey.
I only know that the journey eventually has an end, and while the burden never goes away, you find a way to carry it better.
Your heart, though broken now and forever, will expand and make room for peace, friendship and renewed life and love. Right now we all stand alongside you.
The men the American public admire most extravagantly are the most daring liars; the men they detest most violently are those who try to tell them the truth. - H. L. Mencken