In addition to my ongoing concern about the situation in Israel, a situation that looks like it may further involve some of my friends and relatives, I’ve been struck by the number of sad stories in the press, many of them about single people struggling in their lives.

The other day, I saw this story (hat tip to Canonist). And before I knew it, I got a phone call, talked to a reporter, and voila…a friend got a call from another friend who told him I was “on the cover of the Sun.” My friend didn’t even grab a copy–and certainly didn’t read the story–before calling me to congratulate me on my fame and imminent fortune. Having not read the article, or even having been aware of what the context was, he seemed confused when my response was not “Yippee,” but “oh.” My heart fell.

To be sure, a writer wants to be acknowledged for her work. But to be clear, there is no fame and fortune to be gained from such a story…only a prevailing sense of sadness and the tragedy of the circumstances.

May Sarah’s family know comfort after this senseless tragedy.