I just found out today that a friend of mine from my single years may not have made it. The scariest part and the most heart wrenching part is not knowing, not knowing how to find out, and not knowing what you can do to help.

I found a picture last night. It was from the night that my daughter was concieved. It was in Biloxi, Mississippi. The building we were in doesn't exist anymore. It's quite sobering.

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