Stuck in a whirlwind of memories and nostalgia she noticed the world continued to move forward without her. Wherever she went, she wore her grief as a veil sometimes it was so thick that she couldn’t see past it. She knew her grief would come in waves and when the veil was transparent, she noticed everything her broken heart desired. An inside feeling would tell her it was all possible. When she felt good enough to tune into that feeling she was certain that anything was possible and that she ’d make it through.