In many ways, I wish that I could lock myself away in a dark room and pretend that the memories that...

In many ways, I wish that I could lock myself away in a dark room and pretend that the memories that swim through my head are not tightening my chest or causing my eyes to burn with tears. I want to wrap myself up in a blanket and ignore the world for a month. Alas, I know that I cannot do that. I can’t run and hide away. It would be unfair to my family and unfair to their memory. They would not want me to be become engulfed by grief and unhappiness. I know that of course, but knowing something logically and doing it emotionally isn’t always easy. In fact it is incredibly difficult. I need to allow these feelings to come. It is okay to be sad.