Those of us who’ve come up in households where addiction and emotional instability were the order of the day…we know a little something about grieving.  We make a partner of our grief.  We carry it with us.  Often, we carry it down deep, where it hangs there like a feeling we can’t touch. 

But sometimes, when we’re tired – when we’re triggered – it can come rushing to the surface.  And when it does, it’s good to simply be in the midst of that…