At Hannah's dad funeral her aunt who's daughter died in a car wreck just a few weeks ago was there. Its been a hard summer for this family. I hugged her and murmured a few words of condolence mostly just gave her a look that said more.
After the funeral dinner this aunt had to get going because one of her other kids had something they had to do.
We spoke for a few minutes about how they almost had not had a birthday party for their surviving daughter because the aunts brother had just died when she realized that he would not have wanted that at all. I whispered to her that life goes on and she agreed.
When you are grieving you lose track of time and it seems unreal that yours is the only life that seems to have stood still. Life is still going on around you.
I realized last night that one of the reasons I feel that I don't know what to do to comfort my daughter is that when my husband Charlie died 16 years ago I was so wrapped up in my own grief that I really left the older girls to deal with it on their own. I am sorry for that. This time I am grieving but its more for Hannah and that side of the family than it is for myself and I don't know what to do for her.