Grief spasms.

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44. I don't think there is a why, at least not one that makes any sense.

I didn't know your daughter, yet I think of her every time I read one of your posts and see what I presume is her picture.

The only why that there is, I think, I saw expressed in a crude but spot on bumper sticker. A 2 word message - Shit Happens. It surely does.

I've not lost a child, but my parents did - my younger brother and only sibling. I was 26 and he was 23 when he died in a scuba diving adventure that did not end well. This happened 45 years ago, on February 12th, Lincoln's birthday. The comment somewhere above about 14 seconds and 14 years rings so true. Devastating losses like these can feel as if they happened a moment ago and forever ago, all at the same time.

Your statement about having reached the point where you have been without her as long as you were with her also resonated with me. My brother has been gone so long that it sometimes feels as if I imagined him.

I'm glad your sons have each other.