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Things Fall Apart

We're such fragile creatures, wedded to such fragile machines and bonding to each other for strength. And it takes so little to upend that. The evening started out optimistically, with a Buffy finale worth sustained applause, full of empowerment and hope. "Every one of you, and girls we've never known... they will have the strength they never dreamed of. And more than that, they will have each other."

Then it sunk a bit as the Smallville season-ender featured more pain and far less resolution than I'd care to deal with in my escapist fictional entertainment. Then real life began to seep in, as Robin's monitor went bye-byes for good (fortunately we have enough saved this month to afford a new one).

And then there was the devastating 2:30 AM call from my closest female friend, Leah Adezio, telling me of her husband David's sudden passing. He was a gentle, loving man, and he shall be terribly missed. But I know this: Leah has a strength that these fictional shows can never begin to touch, a strength that perhaps she's never dreamt of. And she will prevail beyond this sorrow as she has before. And more than that, she and all her family and friends and support network, we will have each other. Please send your good thoughts towards her in this time. Per her express wishes, Robin and I will still be visiting Leah and her sons the weekend after next (see yesterday's post) if anyone would like us to convey anything in person.