John, who just lost his wife Kerry last Sunday, just lost a friend of his today. She was a coworker. Died suddenly. People were worried about how he was going to react when he got the news, so I was informed of the tragedy and immediately went to his house. He's already on bereavement leave so I knew he'd be home. Other coworkers were already there. After they left, John and I just hung out for another hour or so talking about the loss of his wife and the mystery it's shrouded in.I'm finding this happens quite often: that people who experience a tragedy sometimes get another one fast on its heels. Job comes to mind. I dare anyone to pretend they have any answers in times like these. Humble silence before the mysterious majesty is the only suitable posture. The photograph is a creation of my friend Amaris.