Different World

"The event itself is cloudy because of some primitive, numbing effect that obscured it at the time; the same effect, I supposed, that enables panicked mothers to swim icy rivers, or rush into burning houses for a child; the effect that occasionally allows a deeply bereaved person to make it through a funeral without a single tears.  Some things are too terrible to grasp at once.  Other things - naked, sputtering, indelible in their horror - are too terrible to really ever grasp it at all.  It is only later, in solitude, in memory, that the realization dawns: when the ashes are cold, when the mourners have departed; when one looks around and finds oneself - quote to one's surprise - in an entirely different world."

I miss you everyday.