You know, I rarely post anything too personal. But occasionally I try to resist the urge to protect myself from being vulnerable. It’s a risk to hang yourself out there as if you’re a photograph or a painting on a wall in some gallery and you’re committed to leaving yourself up on the wall until it’s time to take down the exhibition. But I sure am feeling the weight of pure grief and sadness right now. I just learned that a friend’s niece, someone I contracted to do some work for me years ago, is seriously ill with a limited number of days to live. That’s as of yesterday. She’s a graphic designer, young, beautiful, highly creative, smart and a light in my friend’s life. It seems so unfair, so beyond comprehension. I know their hearts are broken and burdened even more so by the incredible weight of grief and sadness after getting this days-to-live diagnosis. So that is what is on my mind this morning.