Why him?

Martin's died. The saddest day. Pouring with rain. Big strong hugs and hot tears. Mum and Dad crumpled by it. Jo, his wife, still awake and busy though utterly heartbroken. The kids desolate looking. Priests offering support. Tea, biscuits, people arriving. The world is finding out the news. Lovely texts from our lovely cousins. In Ireland. In England. Tributes to Martin on Facebook. All with same theme. What a kind hearted, gentle and brilliant man. Well loved. His kids are playing upstairs by early evening, all the cousins up there, even Rose. All part of a gang that will stick together and get through this. The adults had a chippy tea. Looked at old photos, had a beer, raised a few smiles. We're going to really miss you Martin. We love you so much. R.I.P beautiful brother xxx