Your loss is a great one. I think of you in this quiet hour at the end of a devastating day in your life.
I will not say that I know how you feel. I will not say that I understand.
I don't.
Today, your dreams were crushed. Your fears realized.
I am truly sorry for your loss. I will provide a shoulder to cry on.
And to Romo - How dare you do this to my friends? How dare you...
:)
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I am still trying to decide whether you are evil for pouring salt on my wounds or sweet for feigning to care so much... :)
Next year, I feel it.
Yeah, next year's the year...
your condolences are appreciated...
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