This is an essay I came across today. It’s honest and true. I would say many of the same things. The thing is, two years ago, all I would have heard, should someone have read this to me, all I would have heard would have sounded like the adults in a Peanuts cartoon. IN those first awful months, all you can do is concentrate on breathing and making it through each minutes. I guess if you knew these words to be true, it might help you make it through those minutes. I don’t know. I read a lot of words after Jake’s passing, and the pain and anguish was still indescribable. As the author says, how we survive is up to each one of us, and we each has a host of companions on this lonely road. People we know and love and people we haven’t yet met.