Dear Brother. . .Be careful with your heart. . .
From what I have seen tonight, there are machines that can operate on behalf of the heart. Pumps and tubes and beeping screens that can move the blood through the muscle of any heart -- even a damaged heart. A weakened heart.
From what I have felt these past two days, there is little you can do to make a heart unhurt. Nothing that will fix the heart's makeup, make it look as though it has not been crying. Convince it not to break under the weight of such sorrow.
Be careful with your hearts, my friends. . .
Let not grief, sorrow, neglect, or worse, regret temper the steady beat of hope.