A couple months ago, our neighborhood experienced one of those sudden, shocking losses that quietly rattle one’s sense of order and justice. A bright, free-spirited young woman gone well before her time – and not in some big, cataclysmic way that makes headlines all about town, but in the simpler way of ‘here one day, gone the next’ over what should have been a routine health matter.
Since you’re human and old enough to be reading this, you almost certainly have similar stories of your own. Although obviously inspired by particulars, the sentiment is general enough that you might, unfortunately, be able to relate to…