Dear Felicity,

It's amazing how we blame ourselves. You know when John died, I was a wreck. Certain, that somehow, cosmically, I'd caused that accident.

It's probably just human nature to try to make sense of things. Random things. I think the scariest part is realizing that sometimes bad things just happen ... no reason, no purpose. They just occur, and we're left to pick up the pieces.

I guess that's what we're all doing all the time, just picking up the pieces the best we can.