Bereavement and depression wear matching clothes, sometimes. A good doctor can see the difference. A good doctor can treat the depression and let the bereavement run its course.
A good doctor has the courage to say, "Yep. That sounds about right. What you're describing is normal. There isn't a drug for that."
So the good news is that I am on track, I'm not regressing, and these hills and valleys are predictable on the invisible map. The bad news is there is no way around this.
I think sadness is beautiful. It's so pure. There is nothing to filter - no anger, jealousy, deceit, insecurity, wrongful hurt. There is simply sadness.
It's a rare day when she travels alone, but the purity is worth the brief visit.