Somewhere along the way, I made the subconscious decision to run from how sad, sick, guilty, and flat out angry I felt. Well, newsflash folks. You can either go through grief, or it can go through you.
I wanted to tell you that you're a paragon of journalists. Not for a moment have you revealed even the tiniest hint of emotion on your face. However, Bob, it's time to break up with your plastic surgeon.