What reality do we live in?

My heart hurts so much. I’ve never felt this much grief over someone I didn’t know. I can’t place the grief, I can’t understand it. I can’t figure out how to get it to go away. I can’t figure out how to stop the tears and I don’t even know why I’m crying. My soul is broken. My soul is broken for the family he left behind, but my heart rejoices at his new home. Charlie understood (just as the disciples did) that there’s a risk…