Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

My friend told me the other day she had lost eight close friends this last year, as well as her mother. Not all were about covid, but the grief for her has been heavy. I, of course, have been struggling with my daughter's death, but now suddenly my dearest cousin is in a nursing home, and I cannot even get much information, except that possibly she had covid. She lives in the midwest, and my relatives there, the ones of my mother's siblings, have been dying, one just last week, and even my cousin's son-in-law. When another cousin calls, she is full of surgeries, cancers, strokes and I feel overwhelmed. I don't know these people, and I have to protect myself somewhat. My close friend here has just been in the hospital and is now recuperating at her daughter's house. All this suffering, and I can do little but send cards, talk on the phone, and I feel powerless. Yes, I always was, but I'm one to visit and support people, but the pandemic has taken away all that. I cannot even see my granddaughter, up until now, but soon we will visit her for her birthday and Mother's Day, two hard events after the loss of her mother. Today, I feel overwhelmed, completely. Even my kids needs seem to clash with each other, and I want to be there for them, but cannot at the same time because of distance, circumstances, etc. It's like I need to be in four places at once. I feel I'm failing everyone. I listened to a dharma talk just now, and hope it brings some equanimity my way. I feel stirred up, like a cat with it's fur rubbed the wrong way.