I remember falling apart one day in the arms of a old nurse and begging ,“ Don’t you dare try to comfort me by saying that my mom will always be here with me. She WON’T. " I couldn’t bear to hear another person say those hollow words. I knew the truth ,which was that you're dying and would be GONE FOREVER ,and I would have to spend the rest of my life without you . I just wanted somebody to acknowledge that dreadful truth and not talk me out of it . The nurse was kind enough to agree : “Yes ,sweetheart ,she'll be gone. That’s what death means. It’s horrible. I’m so sorry.” That was exactly what I needed ... just to have my grief confirmed. And it’s true : You died . It was awful . You're gone .... YET... Here I am ,19 years after your death ,reporting the strange experience that you’re NOT really gone... Immediately after your death ,I felt your presence everywhere. It was as if the whole world was you . Nothing WASN’T you . Over the...