How can we let someone tell us that the close future of somebody we love, is doomed? That’s the kind of news that we never expect to ear, that we want to close our ears to, don’t let the words in. And don’t let that horrible notice spread into our brain. But, it doesn’t work. Close ourselves never helps. The screwed up things happens any way, and if we choose to ignore them, the only thing that we win is the regret, later. So, I’m here. I know what’s happening. I just don’t like it.

So, I light my candle and wish for the best, and I deny the worst.