I want to talk about crying. We cry because it hurts. So much. When someone you immensely love dies, it rips a hole in your world that nothing can fill. Somehow, getting up and facing another day feels like the bravest thing we've ever done, with grief as our constant, palpable shadow. Crying is our release, the little bit of relief we get from the ache that just doesn't go away. When we cry, it's not necessarily about hope or healing. Because some days, hope and healing are far-off ideas, and y