I woke up this morning to a message no one ever wants to receive. It was from dear friend, roommate from college and bridesmaid at my wedding. Her husband was in a car accident yesterday and died. I cry writing this because it is so close right now. She wrote looking for help. Looking for advice. Looking for something, anything to make sense out of something that makes no sense. She asked, “How did you do it? How did you get through it?” I didn’t have the heart to tell her that I didn’t do anything. Still haven’t gotten through it. I’m not sure ...