I have sat here for ten minutes, looking at this page and wondering what to type.

Just like half an hour back, when I said goodbye to Mariam, on her last evening here with us for a long, long time, I had nothing to say. When something so unexpectedly precious is going away, there can't be too many words to express the sense of ... defeat... helplessness ... that such a bittersweet farewell can bring.

The girl with the laughter is going away. Things will not be the same again.

Bless you, Mariam Alexander.