Processing

Still the confirmation call hasnae arrived, but it feels pretty right. My youngest son and wife are dead at the age of 36, leaving 3 orphans behind. We still havenae told the children because we arenae absolutely certain, but no one in the family has heard from either of them and my eldest son's car has been positively identified. It is highly unlikely another man and woman could have been in the vehicle.

We havenae told the children, but my Gamsense believes they already know. Last night, as Big Sis and I sang her "Where Did My Mommy Go" song, Big Bro shocked us both by adding a line to the song, quickly followed by conversation over fact that neither of them have answered his phone calls since Sunday. He woke early this morning while my dawn co-attendee slept in. WhTether they are simply picking up on the sudden shift in grand vibes or ? ? ? They know something is up. Nobody in the household appears tempted to testing limits.

Alas, the Powers That Be arenae so conservative in the limits testing. Dead battery discovered on the way to dance class yesterday afternoon. . . Plumbing leak in the turky yard discovered soon after. . . Another snake attack (no casualties) in the turkey yard this morning. . .

Sigh. . .

Prayers in progress. . . I am wearing my rose rosary today.