I'm not sure where to put this, but I am grieving today.
A friend of ours (older) had a brother who went missing on Wednesday. He was suffering from dementia and Alzheimers. They found his car, and put out a silver alert.
Sadly, they found a body Saturday evening in a ditch, and he was identified today as my friend's brother. There is no word on how he died - whether it was suicide or an accident.
They have been through so much the last few days as they took this roller coaster ride and now are grieving this huge loss. The problem is, even though I don't know the brother, I do know them, and I hurt for/with them.
Not much to say, I know, but somehow I just had to write out my pain for them ... because those who love them hurt too.