When I was a teenager I would look forward to the coming school year with new books, pencils, erasers, and the whole schmear. I would go to class, write in my new books, but when I had one mistake, it was over. I was the best little girl in the world and had to be perfect. I couldn't just toss it off. I had to start again.
Melissa doesn't believe that God or The Universe owed her something as precious and precarious as her husband's health. She accepts that life, often, is a crapshoot. And sometimes you get lucky, and sometimes you simply don't. And sometimes you get a mix -- and that's what Melissa got and she's grateful for it.
ace to face, people didn't seem to know what to say. On Facebook, friends, family, friends of friends, even people we had never known shared their deepest feelings of loss and pain with Emma, on her page, in the same way they had shared their happiness - out loud, in writing, without a care who was reading over their shoulders.
Truth be told, grief makes a lot of people uncomfortable. It's hard to see someone you care about torn up emotionally. It's natural to want to fix them, but that's just not possible. Therefore, the most helpful thing you can do for someone who is hurting is to offer to just be there for them in whatever capacity they need.