April 27, 2007
She had never looked better, but she had never felt worse. Grief, exercise, and the slow demise of her 15 year marriage were taking their toll. She was slim, pretty, and despondent. She hosted her family and friends for Thanksgiving that year. Everyone said how great she looked, how beautiful the apartment was, how perfect the food and wine. Her sister found her on the roof of the building, sobbing in the rain. “I can’t go on like this!” she said, and her sister agreed gravely. They stood together in the cold rain, knowing that things had changed forever, again.