Here I am sitting, staring at the monitor, with tears down my cheeks.
Just had tried to read an article about children who had died last Friday, and failed.
I don't have words but for this,
"There is a sacredness to tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and unspeakable love." Washington Irving.