No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear---- C.S. Lewis ***** ***** ***** Grief is a funny thing. It's doesn't matter what you try to do, or how you try to define it--- it does its thing, its own way, in its own time. Everybody has to endure it, in one form or another, time and time again--- it's as much a part of life as breathing. And, while enduring grief, everybody does their own thing, their own way, in their own time. -------------------------- My parents spent their entire working lives as nurses. They were LPNs at a skilled nursing home for nearly all of my childhood. It was expected that most, if not all, of their patients would spend their final days within those sterile halls. Perhaps it was less expected that my parents would feel the need to attend the memorials for their patients...baby brother and I in tow. Nevertheless, I have just as many funeral memories as I do Christmas-Morning memories. I've heard it told that, as a re...