Oh Michele, I knew this day was coming for you. I'm so so so sorry. I know the tears. I know the ache. I know the confusion. Of course I don't know exactly how you feel, as we all grieve differently. But I do know that there is no right or wrong way to grieve, nor is there a time scale to grief. Lean into those feelings. And remember, grief is simply love with no place to land. Be kind to yourself. It's a process. I need to send you a poem about grief that may help. I'm going to drop you a private note onto your most recent article with my e-mail address. Drop me a wee e-mail so I can send you a few things.