It usually ends when people realize that they can live again, that they can concentrate their energies on their lives as a whole, and not on their hurt, and guilt, and pain. And it always comes with years. Is the smile that shines through the tears. Even when I was with you, you did not see my soul, but knew that it was in this body of mine from what I did. Wherefore, preserve my memory by the loyalty and piety of your lives.
Weeping is the most human and universal of all relief measures.
Something quite unexpected has happened. It came this morning early. To say it was like a meeting would be going too far. Yet there was that in it which tempts one to use those words. It was a though the lighting of the sorrow removed a barrier.