Eight months ago, I wrote a post entitled ‘The Complexities of Grief,’ outlining how it felt to be three months into the grieving process for the loss of my sister, at 35, to cancer. It has been my most-read post. Whether natural curiosity, or a desire to find words that resonate with their own experiences, I’m not sure, but people, it seems, are drawn to honesty, openness, raw reality – as I am when I see it in others. So here is another attempt to snapshot life and grief, a bit further on. Ten short months in, there is still much that trips and entangles, daily, as well as much to celebrate and be thankful for. People often ask how I am, how we all are, how we’re still standing, still going about the business of living after such a catastrophic loss. I’m not sure that there is a straightforward answer, but if you linger with me a few minutes more, you might at least have a snapshot of how the grieving process looks now, for me. One writer recently described reme