I just got a phone call. Came home, wife gone, kids gone, money gone.....He doesn't know where they are.
I listened and wanted to cry, didn't know what to say, have never met the guy. My husband served with him in Iraq. I asked him if there was anything we could do, he said no,I asked if he would come and eat a home cooked meal. I felt like a dumbass for offering food.
That is what I learned to do in the Midwest, even if someone suffers a death in the family...You take them a casserole.
What is the appropriate meal for a broken heart and spirit?