Devastating

My laptop hard drive died last night. I woke up to...nothing. What is the value of the pictures on that piece of machinery? Priceless. And they are gone. This feels like the time my house was broken into. You think you have leveled out and are coping, and then you think of something else you lost and fresh waves of grief break over you and take you back out into deeper water. My eyes aren't working - do contact lenses stop fitting with too many tears shed?

Too early for bed, but nothing seems to be all that compelling to do to take the place of this empty feeling. I guess sometimes you just have to feel the feelings. Worship this morning left me fragile, so close to Easter and my Stan is so very far away. Days like today are never easy, but somehow the sharing makes it softer, less stark, when you are able to cry to your beloved for comfort.