And the heartache isn't over.

My mom just called with horrific news. My dad's cousin and his wife were 8 months pregnant (IVF) and yesterday she threw a clot (pulmonary embolism) and lost the baby. She's in very critical condition. She had a miscarriage about a year ago. I can only imagine that they've spent the past eight months terrified that something might go wrong. She's 42. Sure, that can carry some risks as far as fertility goes, but you certainly don't think about this. Then again, I don't guess anybody really expects something like this.

I could ask why it's all so incredibly unfair, but somehow "unfair" doesn't do justice to what they must be feeling right now. I'm at a complete loss.

So please, if you pray, pray. If you think, please think. If you light candles, get your matches out. "S" needs all the strength and good thoughts and hope that the world has to give.