Loose Ends: Small comforts

It is so odd what small things can give us comfort.
I admit I felt so much more than sadness when 9-year-old Stone Martin passed way too early in life — I felt helplessness. My emotional barometer sinks far below zero in the face of such unexplainable loss. I knew Stone as a toddler, when he would accompany his sister Alahna to my preschool class. His bright personality shone through each short encounter.
A local…