It has been a very difficult day for me. My daughter, who is currently in Denver working for a summer internship program, called me about 3 hours ago, crying hysterically.
"I'm fine, I'm perfectly okay... I'm in a store and I can't talk right now, but need to call you in 10 minutes."
Wow. Okay. So you can imagine the thoughts that raced through my mind in the meantime, anxiously/nervously waiting for the callback.
Turns out that her best friend's father, who was a really cool, laid-back guy... just talked to him a few weeks ago right before my daughter left for Denver... not gonna say that we were super super close, but with his daughter spending so much time here over the summer breaks, and my daughter spending so much time with them over summer breaks... his daughter is like a daughter to me, and vice-versa...
48 years of age. Navy veteran, just recently retired from the local city fire department a year or so ago... while his wife/kids were down enjoying the weekend at their summer beach home in Delaware, he took his own life.
Words escape me this afternoon... so many questions, so much pain and grief left to deal with for the young family he leaves behind.
So I'm picking my daughter up from the Philly airport tonight around midnight, just so she can be there for her best friend this upcoming week.
Kinda makes a bad round of golf suddenly not all that bad.