Grief spasms.

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7. absolutely Atticus.

I remember early on, on a grief board or a writing board, a man responded to a post I made, telling me how he had come home to find his wife weeping at the kitchen table. He thought he heard her say, "Don died." Don was their son.

It was Donna - her best friend. He wrote, "for a terrible moment I stood at the threshold of the door you were forced to walk through."

never forgot that. The kindness, the understanding that they cannot know, these were so vital at the time.