Whenever people say “it hits close to home”, I tend to write it off as just another phrase and go back into my safe little bubble. But sometimes it really does hit close to home and something happens tangentially to your life that you cannot help but think about.

I got a call from a friend this morning to tell me that the man killed on his bicycle yesterday was our friend’s husband. I knew the girl from Girls’ Night Out stuff; she worked in the medical field with some of my closer friends. And this totally shocked and saddened me. I am never really good in these situations; don’t know what to say. I don’t know how anyone can ever recover from the loss of a mate. Especially in this situation because I know that they were very close.

This juxtaposed with the news last week that someone I knew in high school is now in jail, along with his apparently psycho wife, for doing some despicable things, just reminds me of how horrible the world can be. Bad things happen, I know, but you don’t always think about it. You CAN’T, because otherwise you’d go crazy trying to stop them from happening so you can go about your merry way and enjoy things like you want.

I used to say bad had to happen so you can appreciate the good. But news like this makes you quick to forget about the balance. The universe will balance itself; this is proven. For centuries, things have righted themselves, even in the direst of situations, the world has always pulled itself together, picked itself up by the bootstraps, and carried on.

I hope my friend can find some way to do this in the face of her loss, which I cannot even begin to comprehend, nor do I want to. But I am sorry she is going through this hell. It must be awful and no real words can express the hurt and pain. I’m sure of it.

But it will be better. Some day.