thank you

i came home from the funeral - trudging through traffic.

i fell onto the couch and watched the news coverage of the event i'd just seen.

realizing i had an hour to get back to church and traffic was bad, i went to my room to change clothes.

while in my room, i decided to check my email. nothing. all day on a day i needed others and there was nothing. i thought to myself, "some day Becky, you'll realize no one's going to email you. no one's going to care what your day is like. no one is in your corner." melodramatic? yes. but i'd just returned from the funeral of a 21 year old killed in a massacre so, i'm allowed melodramaitc if it's what i feel.

a part of me still held some stupid hope that at least one friend would care. i hit refresh and was overwhelmed by what i saw - message after message of support and care - largely from people i've never even met - thank you annie!

i just burst into tears.

thank you all so much. there are no words. just thank you.