One week ago today the pain from Noelle's death was raw and stinging. It was difficult to watch the kids attempt to process what was happening. They would cry one minute and then laugh the next about some humorous memory of her. Molly said she wanted to scream "stop"! at the world because she saw how even death doesn't stop life. I know how she feels because I feel the same way when I experience a death of someone close or even not so close but I know they are a person I know of.
I always wondered why people gather after a funeral and eat and sit and eat more and sit and talk or reminise about the person no longer there. Now I know, you have to, something compells us to linger and talk or linger and remember. Grief is tiring and burdensome, you need to share the burden especially in the very beginning. I understand that burden doesn't disappear with the body in the ground after a few days but lingers and those of us who can need to help the ones with the burdens because it can become lighter if it is shared. How can I share the burden...
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