R.I.P.

We had a very strange day yesterday...

The police came to our door and ask if we could let him out (in our building you have to use a key to get in and out of it). I go and let him out and there are a handful of other officers standing outside. I walk away as some of them come in.

Tim did not think much of it when I told him...until about twenty minutes later when the same officer knocked again asking to be let out. Tim goes this time and as he is walking back to our apartment he sees the other officers carrying a body bag down the stairs!! Which can only mean that someone died upstairs...

This was a great mystery until our maid come over and I asked her about it. She said that the lady was in her 80's or older and had been sick for a long time. She lived alone and had a daughter that would check in on her. Her daughter was out of town or something and this is why the police come to take her body...

It just seems like a really sad story of a elderly lady who died alone. It makes me appreciate the loved ones in my life.