I found today that a measure of grief I apparently could not fully process two years ago is closer to the surface now and easier to delve into. I didn't expect that. I'm finding I have to make a little more space for it than my day's plan had originally included. This also means lending to support to others at the same place, as the day unfolds, especially in the church class Greg and will teach tonight. I'm surprised to find that a small part of me thought I would actually be "done" with all this now-- as if anyone could be. That's a humbling thing to comtemplate.

~Susan