When I was in college I got a phone call in the middle of the night from one of my besties. She was crying so hard it took me a few full minutes to untangle her words and realize that her mother had died suddenly of a Brain Aneurism.
I remember in the season that followed learning the incredible pain of caring for the grieving. I remember the horrible feelings of being out of control, of watching someone you love hurt. I remember thinking, perhaps naively, let me take this pain from her.