by Amanda Geffner
Jeannie couldn’t understand why, two years after the sudden death of her husband Bob, she still felt a hole in her life. Why can’t I move on? she wondered. Why can’t I control these periodic waves of sadness?
It was especially trying when the Fourth of July rolled around. She and Bob had always organized and hosted an annual party, a genuinely gala affair. She knew how much these gatherings meant to her son and daughter, both teenagers, and she wanted to make it the same for them this year, but she couldn’t. She felt exhausted, overburdened, sad and abandoned. She wasn’t up to making the extra effort or pushing herself. She wanted someone to reach out to her, not the other way around.