My dad and I have been cleaning out my late mother's belongings together and we both keep finding things that make us cry, but we cry differently and we don't know how to comfort each other. We're both missing the same person but it feels like we're grieving alone even when we're in the same room.
More people experience this than they realize.
The person who would have known how to bridge the gap between your different ways of mourning is the very person you're mourning.
“Where Are You with Patterns in who we love?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.