My former brother-in-law, Mark, passed away last night. He was diagnosed with aggressive cancer on Friday or thereabouts last week, and the weeks or months we thought he might have quickly turned into days and hours.
My ex-husband was there with him, which I'm sure was a comfort to him. My heart goes out to the entire family, most especially David's dad. My daughters are quite sad - they can empathize with the idea of losing a sibling.
I went to bed feeling quite clear about the fragility of life and grateful for my family. I had a lot of other profound thoughts, but am experiencing pre-morning-coffee fuzziness and being harrassed to immediately prepare breakfast.
Regardless, prayers for Mark and family are constantly in my thoughts.