I admitted on Twitter this week to being in a grief inspired funk. Inspired, my ass. Oh yes, internets welcome to the world of Mummy sobbing while singing crappy Journey songs in my car with all the windows down, sobbing while running and generally living inside my head way too much.  The questions that remain now that I'm done with the "Why" series are, "When will it stop?  When will the anger depart?" I don't even question the ones about missing the person.  That won't happen for a while, if ever.  No, I don't think ever. … [Read more...]