Walk along the river, notice the upright cups and yes the overturned cups as well. All are part of the same flow of water. The river is not stagnant, there is directional flow. It is messy, choppy, and winding but it does move. I gave my body and spirit a chat on the day she died. I acknowledged the coming pain and even the damage that it would do. I also reminded myself that it would also pass. Slowly and painfully, messy, choppy, and winding. But it would pass. I would learn to live with it.