Never in my life have I felt as lonely as I did the rest of that week. I tried to go online to ILD.com but I just didn’t feel like chatting or answering emails. And television had become something to avoid because it was too depressing when I would see another news broadcast, talking about the accident. At one point I had thought that I’d be safe watching cartoons, but they even interrupted Tom and Jerry to do more news.
On Sunday afternoon however, something good finally happened. I was sitting in the kitchen with Micah watching her make something she called Haggis when Grandmother walked in. At first I hadn’t noticed that for the first time since the wreath ceremony Grandmother had taken the time to put on makeup and do her hair up nicely.