Holy shit, shrift. My obvious instinct is to hug, but you don't go for hugs. I'm sorry, and I don't know what to say.
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shrift that's so sad and fucked up. I'm glad your dad's okay.
Nobody get pneumonia, okay?!?
shrift -- well, I'm glad that your dad is okay. That is incredibly fucked up about your cousin.
shrift, I'm so sorry.
Shrift, I'm so sorry. I'm glad your dad is okay.
shrift, that sucks. I am so sorry. Glad about your dad, though.
Man, sorry Shrift.
Oh, shrift, I'm so very sorry. That is too much heart-heaviness for one family in one week, or really in one anything.
Ganked from Neil Gaiman's blog, but damn it's so evocative: Pictures of an abandoned amusement park.
Ah hell, shrift. No hugs, and -ma is kinda besides the point, I guess. Just be as well as you can.