|
My dad worked with a guy who went on a business trip for 4 days. He came back to his house burned down. Upon further investigation he learned his wife, and 2 small children had died in the fire.
He lost all control of himself and could be found laying in the streets in the middle of winter crying his eyes out in 2 feet of snow and pushing around a grocery cart with a sleeping bag and some food in it.
Everyone has a story. Sometimes all it takes is to listen.
|