I'm pretty much on the same page with everybody else here. Grief, loss, mourning: these things are a sort of crack in us, when we have them. There's a lot of us that's strong and still there -- sometimes surprisingly so -- and then there's the fragile stuff, the places where the loss lives, and everything there is so charged. Thing is, it's maybe kind of like veins of minerals; you can't always tell where one's curved around close to the surface until you're suddenly in it. Or something like that.
As to attending to one's own grief first, there is definitely a time period during which one has to, as they say on airplanes, put one's own oxygen mask on first before attempting to assist others.
I send much love to both of you. All three of you.
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Date: 2008-02-09 06:29 pm (UTC)As to attending to one's own grief first, there is definitely a time period during which one has to, as they say on airplanes, put one's own oxygen mask on first before attempting to assist others.
I send much love to both of you. All three of you.