Ring them bells for all of us who are left

[lizblackdog]

"No man is an iland, intire of it selfe; every man is a peece of the Continent, a part of the maine; if a clod bee washed away by the Sea, Europe is the lesse, as well as if a Promontorie were, as well as if a Mannor of thy friends or of thine owne were; any mans death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankinde; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; It tolls for thee...." - John Donne

Yesterday a person two of my friends loved died suddenly. This isn't about her, or about the husband or the friends that loved her. I never knew her (which strikes me as a great pity) and it's not my place.

But I've been there. I walked out of my front door a wife and walked back in a widow. It kills me to know someone else is going through that. It echoes back along the lines of shared friendship and hits me hard in my own most broken place.

Go and give someone some love and kindness today - for me, for everyone whose world is etched in pain and loss, for yourself. If you're reading this you probably would have anyway, because you are all wonderful people worth cherishing. Because while heartbreak is universal, so is love. I love you.