Last night some drama happened

not to me, but to people I love, and my thoughts are troubled tonight as a result, so much, in fact, that I had to put soothing music on in the bedroom to sleep at all, and I'm up now, in the middle of the night, pouring a libation and seeking wisdom and help in guiding things along. No matter the outcome, I can only help by being supportive, by being there when called, by being a good friend. I wish I could take the pain away, but pain is how we grow, how we mourn, how we learn to accept a new reality, and how we prepare for the road ahead. But it's hard to watch the hurting and know there's a limit to what you can do to make it better.