So...it’s been a rough day in GeorgiaLand. One friend “lost” her 29 year old son, father of a 4 year old, to a drug overdose. Lost? No, stolen by addiction. She’s apparently doing ok right now. Another friend learned today she has Parkinson’s Disease. She’s in her early 60s and has probably had it for years. She’s got a great attitude and isn’t going to let this stop her from enjoying life for as long as possible. They’re both clearly strong women. They're persevering but their news has hit me like a Mack truck. I just want to cry. In fact I did. Well, I’d better suck it up bc I’ll see both at services for the young man on Friday. And to think I was complaining about my minor aches and pains early today.