I don’t want to give the impression that I walk around everyday in a daze and feeling sad, but I don’t want to hide anything, either. When people you love die, the grief goes on. It is not something that fits neatly into a timetable. The 3 days off work they give you for a funeral doesn’t begin to scratch the surface of the number of days, months, and years you will grieve. So, no, not all day every day. But yes, parts of most days. Maybe the sadness is triggered by a memory. A photo. A scent. A location. Or maybe it is always there but only bubbles to the surface when triggered… Today was no different. Started out fine (albeit sleepy and rushed). Productive and stressful work. Rushing about trying to complete a big project. Working on not one but two computers trying to tie together all the loose ends before a big “production number” at 5:00 pm. In the middle of the mess, my sist...