I doubt that grief has a one-size-fits-all strategy. The best I can do as I find my way through this darkness is give myself and others grace as we muddy this first set of holidays and memories with our awkward steps (and missteps) through them.
What do we carry forward, what do we become on the other side of goodbye? We said goodbye to mom last month. What now?
We don’t have to be perfect to be good enough, and sometimes good enough is just perfect.