that make sense?"

"It makes perfect sense because you've finally reached the last stage of grief...acceptance. It is written all over your face, Mike. You are not the same person who swallowed a handful of pills. What are your plans now?"

"Well, we are heading down to Ocean City for two weeks. My parents rented a huge house, and Rebecca and the kids are coming with me. I go back to work on September tenth. Which reminds me, I need to stop by my office to give Matt a final date. I've kept up on my patient files, so it should be a somewhat easy transition. I will have a personal assistant for a few weeks while I acclimate to my new hand. I still have a little trouble graspingwith him."

"I don't want to feel sad, but I can't stop how I feel."

"I still miss my grandfather. I still think about all of the fun that we had when I was a little boy. You will always have good memories of your dad, and it's okay to feel happy again. You feel guilty, don't you?"

"Yeah. I feel like if I am happy, that means I don't miss my dad."

I turn my head and ask Susan, "Do you feel funny when you feel happy?"

She nods her head, yes. "I don't want to be happy without Daddy."

I turn to Billy. "What do you think your dad would say to you if he heard what you've just told me?"

Billy thinks about this for a moment. "I guess he would be