"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."
“There’s no education in place to tell you how to deal with this, to balance how to grieve privately with your family and then also to have to grieve publicly.”
“I didn’t really know... I was afraid to ask, as a mother, because it would be painful to hear. But I felt I had to ask, and I wanted to share with you."
