My good friend Holly, whom I met at the O'Colly (we're perfect for each other, what with the rhymes and all), met another friend, Tamara, last night. Turns out Holly's BF is good friends with Tamara's husband. Tamara and I worked at OSU together at the School of International Studies, and she had quite the impact on me -- being ESPECIALLY supportive during the biggest, meanest breakup of my life.
Today, I got an email from Tamara about this article on Nurse.com: Nurse.com - Including Texas Parents in the Care of Children.
I long to have the right words to say to her - three years ago and now. Her son was born around the time Owen was born. But I am so glad she's able to turn her grief into helping others.
It is a small world after all, and I'm so grateful for all those who are a part of mine.