Some of us are getting fidgety. Irrational fears really because it sounds too much like a Japanese horror movie.
Two fathers. Two wives. A brother. And a baby.
God bless their souls.
A year of unimaginable heartache for some us; the rest can only stand by and watch and try to unburden the bereaved with laughter and alcohol.
It's not a deathly cycle. Not a curse. Not punishment.
A bittersweet life is all it is.
And here's a prayer for more of the sweet for all of us.
Please, God. Please.