I'm saddled with time and mourning recently, and remember advice from Davit, about focus.
I found I couldn't change the name of a memory stick, so I examined it closely, for a switch. The switch controls reading/writing, but doesn't have one, and might not have any effect on changing the name of the switch.
For that moment, my gnawing feeling went away.
I similarly dealt with the feeling overnight, when I'd made two difficult meetings with family, and couldn't sleep. Although I don't know the rosary, I tried reciting the basics, often forgetting the simplest prayers.
What's consoling about suffering is that we all have it, but sometimes that's not consoling either.
What is the right "amount" of respect here?
I'm going to ask a fabric store if they have a little black button, to help grieve, since changing to dark clothes would be too much shopping....
