Permission granted to grieve

 A dear friend experienced a devastating loss in the past week.  In a matter of hours, her world shifted irrevocably. Yet, even before the day was over, she was already trying to rise above her sorrow and regret for what might have been.   But I hope she allows herself to give in to some of these feelings, at least for a little while. I remember vividly the 13 days my husband Charles lay unconscious in the ICU prior to his death.  For 12 of those days, justified or not, I expected him to come