There are no jingle bells for it is a silent night. Heaven and nature sing, but their song is of sorrow and loss, not of comfort or joy.
Our decked halls are still and we quake at the sight of neighboring tears falling on what is no longer looking a lot like Christmas. Painfully, we have nothing to offer…no fine gift to honor him or comfort them.
Hark! The angels do sing for they received another in their fold, one who left us much too soon.
Sleep in heAvenLy pEaCe.
Thoughts Of An E'ville Woman 
So sad to read this and know that there is a family suffering. My heart-felt sympathy.
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Our neighborhood, a community, a college….so many are heartbroken. Feeling rather heavy and helpless and these thoughts came tumbling out.
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😪
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I am so sorry for your loss Denise, sending you hugs and love xxx
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A friend’s son, just tragic. No way to make any sense of this. Wishing this family a soft spot to land when this nightmare passes. Thank you for your kindness.
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👼💞
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