Me walking into a store nearby and so happy to see the manager I haven’t seen in quite a while…

Me: “It’s so good to see you! I’ve missed you. Where have you been?”

Her: “My daughter died.”

World stops.

My god.

Tears.

I ask if I can hug her (we’ve never hugged before).

She says yes.

We hugged for a very long time in front of the entrance.

I said nothing.

I was just with her in the immense truth of that fact.

I cried.

She cried.

I didn’t ask how or when or anything at all.

The moment didn’t require it.

I was just with her.

Hugging her.

Being to being.

Being love.

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