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I really don't have one. I can't think of anything snappy or cute. 

If you read my blog, you probably catch up with me on Facebook and you might know that we lost a mito kiddo today. 

Caleb, I know you are with Jack and Samantha. Please tell Samantha to be nice and remember to share. 

On the other side,  I will sit with your Mama and we will have a glass of wine and we will share stories of you. 

I read the news on Facebook. In the midst of cat videos and arguments over Starbucks Christmas cups was news that a world had completely changed. 

And so I left work and went to check out a new yoga studio. And I did what I always do when I always check out a new yoga studio, I got lost and missed the class. 

This might be okay because I would have lost my composure in downward dog. 

Instead I ended up at King Soopers because we were out of coffee. 

I also decided I needed comfort food so I bought beef jerky.

Milano cookies are comfort food, Cheetos? sure....beef jerky? Not so much.  

I drove home and realized I was out of sorts. 

And I should be. 

To Caleb's Mama, I have no platitudes....no what doesn't kill you makes you stronger or that your Love is in a better place....

I will tell you I am sad with you. 

And our community is sad with you. 

And we are here, to sit, to cry or curse or run or scream with you. 

You are not alone. 

Do you like beef jerky? 

In Sweet Memory of the cutest Minion ;)