Crushing sorrow

Went to little David's viewing tonight.

The sight of a 20 month old little guy in an open casket is not easily forgettable, and it puts into perspective, once again, just how crucial the time is that we have here.

I don't pray much, but this is one of those times that I can't think of anything more appropriate. More cheerful writing will come soon enough.

Thanks for reading, whoever is out there browsin'.