Bad Day

Today started as a good day, I woke up and had a Pop-tart, then went to 4-H. I finished Kambree's vinyl pocket and helped Marci with her lamb portfolio. We made some mac'n cheese, ate it with a Kool-Aid Icy smoothie thing, and were having a pretty silly day when Rachel came over. Immediately I knew something was wrong. She asked if Debbie was there, then when Marci said "no" she burst into tears. She told us that her baby died a week ago and that she just found out when she went to her checkup. It made me so sad. So SO sad. She was so excited. The entire family was anxiously waiting for their first little grand baby/niece/nephew. Rachel was about 9 weeks along when the baby died and would have been 10 weeks along today. She wasn't far enough along to know what she would be having. Well, I sat and cried with Marci and Rachel, then my mom came over and cried with us, then my dad came over. (to get my mom, because neither one had known anything was wrong when they first came over) When Debbie came home we left, but that was a really hard part too. I want to do something for them, like make dinner or a card, but I want to do something really comforting and really nice. I want to tell them all this comforting stuff, but I know that when you try to make someone feel better you normally fall into a habit of "Bearing your testimony" which "Is more annoying that comforting." I hope there is something I can do. I am fasting for them. That's something I know will help. When I got home 2 fish had died and the other 2 (the last two) were on the brink of doing so themselves. Why is today such a day full of death and sadness? I had to put on a super sad but sweet movie and I had to come tell you! Sorry to unload all this in such a way, but that is what I do when I have a bad day.