Something that amazes me about this grieving process is that it seems to be pretty contained to moments I choose to think about it and to MT’s office. I know it’s there all of the time. But it’s not coming out of my pours like PTSD does. I am really happy for the most part in my life. I have awesome and very challenging children and I have the most loving and caring wife I could ask for. I have a nice house. I love hanging out with my friends. I create and I write and I cook and I take care of my family. I go to therapy. I swim almost every day. I read lots. I love listening to music. I go to acupuncture and for massage. The grief is not about my life now, it’s really about the past.