Hello Friend, Grief Recovery - such a huge subject! I was raised on a farm. Death and loss was an every day event. We had animals which we butchered for survival. And so, from a young age, loss was a fact of life. Living in a small community, we knew everyone. We would do chores in the morning, attend a funeral in the afternoon and go home to milk the cows in the evening. What I had not realized was that it became the unspoken pain I experienced all alone - in silence. "It" was not discussed. The attitude of the day was - move forward to the next task. It takes time and time heals all wounds. This too will pass. So how come...