Inconceivable? I doubt it. As the oft-quoted line goes from The Princess Bride: “You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.”
We usually (ab)use that word to mean some bizarre combination of events with a very low likelihood of actually taking place.
Or: something so utterly, awfully, stupidly horrible that to think about it is too much to bear, if one thought about it in any depth at all.
Inconceivable – in both senses – happened to close friends late last week. The right people are supporting them through the agonzing journey they now find themselves on.
And my point? I wish I had one. I’ll be back next week. Meanwhile, tell someone you love that you love them today. Just in case.
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