I call No Fair

On August 7, I was casually perusing Twitter when I noticed a tweet from a gluten-free blogger whom I follow (glutenfreegirl). She mentioned a woman named Jennie and something about sending her support and love. Naturally, I was curious about the woman based on her name but I also wondered what spurred the tweet. I clicked on the link to the woman’s Twitter page.

Here is a brief excerpt from her August 7-9 feed. Start at the bottom with her simple reference to making marinara sauce. Then go up two tweets to see the shattering of her heart in a million pieces.

Her husband, Mikey, died suddenly from a massive heart attack. Here is her blog post about the loss of her sweetheart: 5:52 p.m. (If you have a tissue nearby, watch the last video that was made of Mikey dancing with one of his daughters.) His death happened in minutes. One minute he was here, the next he was gone.

I post this because I call No Fair. He was too young, his daughters are too young, and his sweet wife didn’t have an ounce of notice to prepare for anything.

Go hug your husband, your wife, your children. Hug them tight and often.

In other melancholy news, did you see the Yahoo story about the loyal retriever who wouldn’t leave his owner’s side – even at his funeral? Navy SEAL Jon Tomlinson died in the Chinook helicopter attack in Afghanistan on August 6.  Good heavens, I just can’t take it.

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