My friend Chris just let us know that her mom is nearing the end of her earthly life.
"Pray for mom's peaceful passing. She's ready."
He writes..."No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear. I am not afraid, but the sensation is like being afraid...at other times it feels like being mildly drunk, or concussed. There is a sort of invisible blanket between the world and me. I find it hard to take in what anyone says."
Have you read it?