He paused, and then tears began to form in the corners of his eyes. “I didn’t realize how much sadness I was carrying around and how elaborate my strategies were to get away from it.” It was as if he opened cabinet doors inside his chest to let me see inside. He had experienced many losses and much grief but also a corresponding need to make the grief go away, to “move on,” and to protect himself and his family from what it might be like to be with all the sadness.
