GRIEF: BLOCKED OR DISSOLVED?

Suddenly and unexpectedly, the grief hit me. I was driving to my brother Joe's funeral. Just a few days before, he and his wife, Louise, had been killed in the crash of his small plane.

Up to that moment, I'd been free of grief. The accident had been a jolt, but not a shock. Some familiarity with the concept that we are eternal, spiritual children of God had uplifted me. This wasn't some mystical thought, but a sense of life as tangible and permanent because we are one with God. I think a lot of people have that sense of existence.

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