Each of us has our grief, from canceled weddings and baby showers, canceled trips, missing our mothers, missing our sisters, missing our friends. For some there is death too. Sometimes death without goodbye. Sometimes death alone in a hospital bed. It’s all real, this sorrow we are swimming in. I am witness to the darkness, someone sobbing on the other line as I deliver some fresh devastation, with no face I can to match with their grief.
Each of us alone, we are swimming in this sorrow together.
