Words fail me...the joy of a child, the sorrow of loss, will do that to you. Fortunately, Angels amongst us remain, stubbornly refusing to abandon ship. Like these two...Thank god, or whomever, for them. — “In hind of sight, no peace of mind/ It begins and we're defined/ Shadows bend and suddenly/ The world becomes and swallows me in.” — @beaccchhoussse @greekberkeley 4/9/22 — #beachhouse