The problem with grieving is that its unpredictable, it can hit you at any time. When someone close to us dies, I don't think we ever really get over it, particularly if it was so heart-wrenching. My brother died shortly before his 14th birthday in a car accident almost 30 years ago and the pain of his loss never really goes away. They (the "experts") say that memory has no time reference.
I grieve for many different reasons and at unexpected times. Sometimes its simply because she's not here. Sometimes I grieve for things I can't say, for the times I can't share. I grieve for things that might have been. And I greive for things that were. I grieve for our friendship, for the comraderieship. I grieve that we will never be little old ladies together.
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