I looked down and the Coke and gasped. The bottle said, "Share a Coke with Jennifer." The look of shock on Stephanies' face and the subsequent tears told me this wasn't premeditated. She had just grabbed the drinks and didn't even notice. But I did, and so did my step-sister apparently who put my fears to rest that she would in fact be at my wedding.
I have deep compassion for people who go to that dark place, the point of no return. For some truly believe that they are alone...that there is no one. They are crying for help and they fear no one will ever come. With that thought, the darkness takes them. They are not selfish or weak, they are broken, and in pain as all humans are.