When I lost my father unexpectedly, I felt like my life stopped along with his. I wondered how I would be able to go on without him. I have a wonderful husband and three beautiful children, and I still questioned whether I would be able to go on. I found out almost immediately that my life had to go on, despite the impossible volume of grief I had just been dealt. The night I found out my father died, I sat on the carpet, hidden away in the basement, stunned—for I don’t know how many minutes, maybe hours—unable to comprehend … Continue reading Grief Never Goes Away, But it Gets Easier