So far, not so good.

For those that are not on facebook and are connected to other people on my list. A week and a half ago my brother in law Barry McQuillan lost his battle with liver disease. It wasn't the direct cause of death but related to it as his kidneys began to fail and he went into a coma. At his funeral last week my other sister in law told me her brother Timmy was also sick and in the hospital. Well, I found out through Amber that he died Sunday evening from a blood clot.
Just when the family is starting to regain their feet after one death another right away.
I've been kind of teetering all day at work, on the verge of tears any second. Helping customers and keeping my mind occupied helped but now...Katie is at school, I'm home alone and wishing there was someone to give me a really big hug.
Don't know why this is hitting me so hard but maybe it's just the build up.  His wife Stacey and my niece Chrissy have posted a ton of pictures of him and it kind of makes it harder. In another way the pictures remind me of how much fun we had when we talked once or twice a year.

What is really weird is that I was talking to someone who lives on the East Coast last night and told him I would light a candle for him and his family to stay safe. I only say and do that when there is a death in my immediate circle of friends and family (and the occasional favorite celebrity/artist/author). I think that was around 8:30 or so and got the call from Amber around 9 after she talked to her aunt Debbie. I must have felt his spirit pass by, it was very odd but fitting.
 Going to make sure to take an extra vitamin tonight.
The following quote is why I started my personal tradition of lighting a candle.

Sheridan, "What does the candle represent?"

Delenn, "Life."

Sheridan, "Who's life?"

Delenn, "All life, every life. We are all born as molecules in the hearts of a billion stars. Molecules that do not understand politics, polices, or differences. Over a billion years, we foolish molecules forgot who we are and where we came from. In desperate acts of ego, we give ourselves names, fight over lines on maps, and pretend that our light is better than everyone else's. The flame reminds us of the piece of those stars that lives on inside of us. The spark, that tells us, you should know better. The flame also reminds us, that life is precious, as each flame is unique and it goes out, it's gone forever. There will never be another quite like it. So many candles will go out tonight. I wonder sometimes, if we can see anything at all."