My mother-in-law, the strongest woman I know, left this Earth on Saturday, Sept. 8.
How do you tell your wife that everything is going to be OK when you can only imagine how her insides are being ripped open?
How do you explain to your 5-year-old that his Grandma, the woman who bathed him in her sink as a baby and helped him find Easter eggs in her front yard as a toddler, is gone?
How do you allow yourself to grieve while trying to hold it together for everyone else who needs you to be the rock, that person to lean on?