Dear Susan,   Something that has given me a modicum of solace.   Those of us who choose to surround ourselves with lives even more temporary than our own live within a fragile circle, easily and often breached. Unable to accept its awful gaps, we still would live no other way. We cherish memory as the only certain immortality, never fully understanding the necessary plan....   "The Once Again Prince" by Irving Townsend   Likely this was not meant for people but in losing young people through whatever means but I found it fitting and helpful in reminding us not to hold back our love to others in our greif. I hope it can ease even for a moment.   ~~C Sullivan