Sometimes very bad things happen to very good people. In the last few weeks tragedy has visited two special friends. More than anything I want to make things right, but I can’t. I want to extinguish their scalding pain and replace it with the warmth of hope. I want to mend their crushed hearts and to salve their savaged souls. I want to syphon away their anguish and let them sleep the sleep of the content. I want to show them that there is goodness in this cruel world. Without delay; it cannot happen soon enough. But I don’t have these powers, all I have is impotence and frustration. So I do what little I can. I send them love and strength. And I offer them a picture of starlings murmuring in the sunset.