My husband's twin sister died in an avalanche. It was and still is heart breaking. They were best friends. They were only 23 years old. He and I were traveling separately (not married, taking a break from dating) but I rushed home to be with him.
This is the first year that he has let himself feel. All those years I thought I was helping him by allowing him the space to either express or repress his feelings. I thought I was doing the best thing for him by respecting his grief and never pushing him. I don't blame myself but I do wish I had known that helping him talk about his sadness and loss would have been more healing.
Anyway, here we are at this sad day. My poor H has to work, the snow is falling and so are our tears. Thankfully he has an IC appt booked.
I have no "question", I just needed to share.