Sometimes I think we're all coping fairly well. Other times I feel as if I and my family are falling apart. Mostly, I think each of us is a silo of grief - each of us knows the other is hurting, but we don't know how to help the other when already wrapped in so much pain.
Brandon's birthday is Saturday. We'll each get through it. Sometimes getting through is all one can do. But getting through may be accomplished in many ways and not all of those ways are positive.