Death is conversation so completely socially uncomfortable for the majority of folks. Most, I am finding, look at you as though you have a "condition" and feel you should just snap out of it. Grief is not a state of mind, it is a state of being. There is no snapping out of it. Loss burrows bed like beneath you floating aimlessly on a river of unending tears. Sorrow a heavy blanket covers you. Sadness snuggles up beside you. Memories play on repeat in your mind of moments past. Misery passes the popcorn. Life as you knew it, is no longer. Please don’t ask me how I am. It can’t be explained. There are no words that will accurately describe the depth of the pain I feel nor do I want to even try because then...then, it becomes real. I know it is real, I just don’t want it to be yet. I still can't wrap my brain around it. Being in public hurts. People going on like nothing happened. Like a beautiful soul...