Oh, my God. My father left a voice mail on my cell phone before to tell me that his girlfriend, Debbie's son David died suddenly today. He was only 25! I don't have any more details than that and got back too late to call him back and see what was what. I feel so badly for her and became frightend because I began to lose my shit completely. Shaking, crying...I felt like I was losing my mind. I understand that this may be the straw that broke the camel's back and that maybe it's also grieving for my mother. It's also fear of life in its ever-changing form. The world feels so very unsafe right now. Debbie does not deserve this! NO ONE deserves such a thing. But David was her only child and she was so devoted to him. I hate that she has to go through this. She has been such a wonderful addition to my father's life. She has continuously brought a smile to his face after his dark days of grief. She has shown him the same devotion that she showed David and I can tell that she truly cares for him. The anger I'd been carrying around at my mother for dying on me had earlier given way to tears of missing her and this was before I found out about David. Now the tears just keep falling. When will this horrible cycle of death end?