Dealing with Personal Tragedy
I just returned from a fast driving trip to Colorado. My nephew died unexpectedly, three weeks ago. I went to be with my sister and her family.
When this kind of a tragedy hits home, it's strange how different it is from what you always thought it would be. I found myself alternating between feeling anticipation that anytime he would come over and see us, and then realizing that I would never see him again - and dealing with that aching, deep loss.
I felt good being there for my sister. We are so good together. She told me how irritating it was for her that people would tell her, "You're so strong." Her attitude was, what the heck does that mean? It has nothing at all to do with strength. A person does what they have to do in that situation, regardless of how they feel.
It's different when someone in your own family dies; it reveals things about you you may not have known before.

