It's so sad how common this is. When my grandmother died, my grandfather lost some of his closest friends. He is in his late eighties. People don't know what to say or do, and for some reason, they think the solution is to do nothing. We aren't supposed to do this life alone, and if Christians are ghosting people walking down a hard path, how can they call themselves a Christian? We are supposed to be rejoice with those that rejoice, but we are also supposed to mourn with those mourn.

Thank you for writing about this and publishing it with The Dove! (: