I try to prepare but there’s just not going to be any preparation.
How do I deal with fact that I know I’m going to bury Avery? I am matter-of-fact with others, but then the thought pops into my head when I’m in my car and I am overwhelmed. Will I be able to get out of bed? I realize I can’t protect my heart. I try not to delve in and let it run my life.