The aftermath of tragic death and how to be with each other

FootprintsInSandThis NY Times essay is a moving account of the aftermath of a teen’s suicide and the difficulty her mom had in going out in public afterward.

Here’s what one of her friends did — a good reminder for how to be with each other in grief: “Unexpectedly, I ran into Lin…I steel myself for her approach. But she neither avoids me, nor makes light conversation. Instead, she walks right up, looks me straight in the eyes, and gives me a very long, tight hug. Then she walks on. Not a word uttered. Nothing is required of me. I slowly exhale. I couldn’t have told Lin what I needed, but somehow, she has gotten it exactly right.”  Read more…