It’s a journey that no one can provide you instruction about because it’s just so personal. I listen with great attention to anyone who has lost a spouse, because it’s like a grenade going off in the center of our lives. They know. Still and all, it’s so strange, unique and awful. I’m right in the thick of it now. I thought I’d share about the mess that is grief, because it’s not neat and tidy. It’s a lot of work. There’s light at the end of the tunnel, they tell me. For today, I’ll believe that they believe.