Tragedy Strikes LivingSmall

Tragedy Strikes LivingSmall

James Patrick McGuinn September 13, 1965-September 29, 2003

“He was my North, my South, my East, my West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song:
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.”
W.H. Auden

My younger brother (known on this blog as the Darling Brother, or DB), my most boon companion, my only sibling, has been killed in a car wreck. Blogging will resume when I can think straight again, and unfortunately, the tone here at LivingSmall will never be quite the same. Pray for us.

18 thoughts on “Tragedy Strikes LivingSmall

  1. Oh Charlotte, my heart breaks for you, though I only know you through this medium. I drank my coffee this morning, and checked in on you as I do every day, and everything crumpled with your news. You and your family are in my daily thoughts and prayers.

  2. In memory, for memories are the basis of healing and sharing, On to healing one step at a time. My thoughts are with you. Peace.

  3. Oh, God. Millay had the right idea, too–

    “More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world.”

    My thoughts are with you and your extended family.

  4. I never know what to say in the face of tragedy, but I know by experience that loding a family member is the worst of them all. My thoughts are also with you.

  5. Shock and deep sadness for you, and your family. How terribly, terribly awful that your world has had to change this way. If only the thoughts of strangers could help — we wish them to.

  6. God bless you, Charlotte. I can’t imagine your pain. May the angels who keep you grant you peace.

  7. I haven’t checked in on your blog in over a week. This morning I stopped by to see what thoughts you’d been expressing and I read about Patrick. I am so sorry! Please know my prayers are with you.

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  9. I surfed in off Rus’ blog because he said that your DB had died. I wanted to express in some way that I am thinking of you and praying for you. I hope that the hurt goes quickly (although having lost my father, I know it doesn’t really go away fast) and that you are left with peace when you remember the good times.

  10. Charlotte, we’ve only “spoken” once or twice (in the comments on Julie’s blog) but I just heard tonight of your terrible sad news and had to find a way to tell you that you’re in my thoughts. A piece of your heart is surely gone forever. There are no words, but love between strangers, and knowing that all good thoughts are streaming in your direction, may bring some small comfort. I wish you solace, many meals of well-roasted chicken, and the caring concern of good friends to help sustain you in this very difficult time. Give his dog a hug from me, and know that you are being embraced yourself from afar.

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