time out...

A friend in the blogosphere has suffered an unthinkable loss.

I don't know her, except through her writing. But because of her eloquent writing, which I read faithfully, I feel as if I know her. Maybe that's presumptuous, but that's how it is. And so when I heard this awful news...something that is never, never supposed to happen...even though I've never met her, I felt like curling up and howling. And whether she eventually reads this or not, I wish there were some way that she could know how sorry I am for her terrible loss.