I know... the same thing happened to me when my friend Angie died of cystic fibrosis a year and a half ago. For about the first week it was kind of difficult to comprehend. I didn't feel especially sad, just kind of numb. Then about a week later, it just hit me and I was inconsolable for a few days. It wasn't until about a month later that I think I fully recovered and could accept it. It's still difficult to think about Angie but I've moved on.
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