Head Cold: Metaphysical or a Virus?

From the very beginning I felt the head coldwas related to the funeral. Our son’s father-in-law, Don, had passed, a big loss to a close knitfamily. We left early for the Jewish memorial services, then went to the house as prescribed. At the burial site, I hugged those whose loss was deep, holding on tight as I felt the sobs run through the body. At the house, I listened to various people talking about loss, their relationship to Don, I listened to Don’s son talk about his dad, a close member of the family talking about life, families,  a hospital volunteer who knew Don and had also lost her own husband, my daughter-in-law who recounted events in the last week. Our grandsons were part of the memorial program and did a beautiful job. Yet I knew the grief was there. read...