At times, the body is willing while the mind is unable; although the reverse is occasionally true and it is the body’s turn to be unable. Heavily, your mind floats. You think of the small things that meant so much, while simultaneously discrediting the things that seemed insurmountable at some point. A very contradicting period. You might be approached by people who sympathize your loss, though you may not understand the gravity of it all until it is written plain on their faces. It somehow supercedes that little voice in you that was keeping it together just fine on its own. Stuttering communication becomes the most painful and it is group healing that may break you. Words are a knot in your throat. Silence is acceptable.
Coping with Death
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