Personal experience has taught me life is a bitch. Sometimes it keeps throwing at us one bad thing after another, without giving us a time to catch our breath. Last week, a former class-mate of mine was found dead in Malta. She was the quietest of our whole course – all 110 of us. She was found dead, alone in a car, leaving behind a whole bunch of questions. And two young daughters.
Today I received news that our best friends, a lovely couple we’ve known for a couple of years, have just gone through the worst thing any couple can possibly go through. My thoughts and prayers are with them at this horrible time. Please spare any of your own. I know they need it. That, and courage to face the hard days ahead.
Sometimes the worst of all things happen to the nicest people around. That makes you, dear life, one real bitch.