I didn't want it to be real

This morning I came out to where my husband was eating breakfast.  He said he had bad news, and then told me that Luke had passed away last night.  Luke was a student who graduated with Catherine.  Andrew had not had Luke in class, but had coached him in football.  In fact, Andrew had also coached his older brother who was 16 years older.  Luke was the eighth of nine kids.  I don't know all of them, but the ones I do know are fabulous people.  My heart is beyond broken for the family.  I was devastated to learn that Luke took his own life.  I can't hug my kiddos tightly enough, and it doesn't feel as though there are enough prayers.  I really didn't want it to be real, but of course it is.  So, so sad.