In the coming week I’ll be attending my first funeral as an adult.
It’s both fortunate and unfortunate.
- Fortunate that I haven’t lost a close loved one for many years.
- Unfortunate due to the loss of life we have recently experienced.
This event has forced me to become more present on how everyone grieves differently to such a circumstance. 
During this time I’ve noticed time is what heals all wounds.
Although only a short time, I’ve identified that this is universal across death, relationships and events.
For each person their definition of time for these wounds to repair themselves may be a week, a month, a year, a lifetime or possibly never.
It’s all to do with the enormity of the loss.