Why does sad things have to happen?  Why does it always shock us and leave us all depressed and broken in some ways.  I guess I’m trying to have an outlet for the recent passing of my brother in law.  I am sad that it had happened so suddenly that all of us are still hurting to the very core.  My Mom is in bed trying to nurse the deep pain it is causing.  On how my sister can handle it all.  On how her kids can go along their life without their father guiding them.  I on the other hand is still skeptical that it did happen at all.  That any moment he will be there back to his usual place.   So far, my sister is really calm though I know she is showing to the others that she can handle this.