My college friends and I have been planning our annual reunion for months but ever since Jake died last spring none of us can figure out how to be together without him — do we talk about him constantly or try to have fun like we used to, and we're all afraid of getting it wrong.
More people experience this than they realize.
Love for someone absent is competing with love for each other present, and no one knows which should win.
“Where Are You with Metta — Buddhist loving-kindness?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.