A horrible event
We heard some really awful news this week.
An acquaintance of ours from the golf club had been playing golf on Sunday. When he got home he couldn’t find his wife in the house, so strolled out to the barn to see if she was doing something in there. To his horror, he found her hanging from abeam, with the two dogs sitting beneath her feet.
I asked whether she had suffered from depression, but apparently not. At least, not that anyone knew. She had been at a party the previous night, along with a number of other golf club people, and had chatted and laughed quite normally, so they thought.
What’s almost worse (could anything be worse?) is that she didn’t leave a note, so there’s no indication of her state of mind or why she did it.
As you can imagine, it has upset everyone. The men’s match was cancelled on Tuesday, and tomorrow’s BBQ has been cancelled too.
I don’t know if there are any answers to this sort of thing, but boy, I feel for her husband and sons and all her friends.