I so rarely bring work home with me -- at least for very long and I don't cry at work When I worked at DRMC I nearly always left work stress along I-15 somewhere. Wednesday was different. Very, very different.
I can't say much (anything really) and if living under my covers forever was an option I'd be there. I honestly just don't know what to even say other than I'm so very sorry. I wish life could be fair, I wish bad things didn't happen to good people, I wish kids were able to be protected, I wish I had some magic wand that could make everything better again.
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