The loss of a loved one.

Reading about the loss of the miners in WV has made me think a lot about Phil. I know the pain of losing a loved one without having the chance to say goodbye, or I love you. Phil died 5 minutes before they allowed me to see him. But at least I had an idea that he was dying. The families of those miners thought they were dead, then they were told they were alive, then they were told they were dead. How painful must that be. How terrible to have your heart ripped apart twice. in so short a time. Who can they blame? There is no one. At least I could blame the doctors and nurses. Life seems to be so fragile, no matter which side of the barrier you are on.