“There are no words, not in English, Spanish, Arabic, or Hebrew, that have been invented to explain what it’s like to lose a child. The nightmarish heartache of it. The unexplainable trepidation that follows… The child may be gone, but the years the child were meant to live remain behind, solid in the mind like an aging ghost. The birthdays, the holidays, the last days of school—they all remain, circled in red lipstick on a calendar nailed to the wall.” ― D.E. Eliot
“When are we going to do something? I’m tired. I’m so tired…how would you feel if this happened to you..?”– Golden State Warriors coach Steve Kerr
