So, I am going to a funeral today with my mom.
It turns out that the bank robber was the SON of my mom's BEST FRIEND of 30 years.
I knew his mom pretty well, cause of my mom's acquaintance with her. I only knew him for a short time 30 years ago.
I have a place inside my heart that died that day with this man. My heart hurts so bad for the pain and suffering that his mom has to go through because of his actions.
I know he was in a bad place in his life. I know he was very desperate.
But, none of that takes away the pain I feel on behalf of his mother, his two sons, his tons of siblings, and his fathers.
Sad day. :(
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Your last two posts were emotional to read. :(
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