The pain of loss. Part 6 of ∞.

Another thing that seems a bit cliché, almost like something you expect to see from the movies, is when you happen upon your father who has been crying to himself in the kitchen. He had the most to lose when Mom passed away and it would be a totally natural thing for him to experience a level of grief I will never be able to understand... and I feel incapable of helping him through it all. It is a pain of my own loss mixed with a pain of helplessness. I don't know if it was too overwhelming to fully process for me but I think I was sadly buoyed up by a stoic dose of apathy in this case. My ineptitude tends to revert to self-defense in a way unbefitting a son of such loss. I am more annoyed by my reaction as I reflect on it now... I believe it is not a healthy was to process that sort of challenge. Maybe I'll do better next time, now being a little more aware of my character flaw.