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Loss Is So Paradoxical: It Is At Once Enormous And Tiny.

But There Is A Discomfort That Surrounds Grief. It Makes Even The Most Well-intentioned People Unsure Of What To Say. And So Many Of The Freshly Bereaved End Up Feeling Even More Alone.

One Of The Grubby Truths About A Loss Is That You Don't Just Mourn The Dead Person, You Mourn The Person You Got To Be When The Lost One Was Alive. This Loss Might Even Be What Affects You The Most.

I Was Not Raised With Religion, And I Had No Faith Before My Mother Died. On The Other Hand, When She Died, I Did Not Immediately Feel She Was "gone." I Don't Believe She Is In Something Like Heaven, But I Also Feel That We Don't Understand Much About The Nature Of The Universe. So I Hold On To That Uncertainty, At Times.

It's A Blessing Not To Be Alone In Your Grief But It's Also Painful To See Your Parents And Siblings In Pain.