You have been waiting in line for such a long time and rehearsed your words. You have admired this woman from a distance, wondering how she has coped with so much sorrow and pain. In your heart you think, “You are such a strong person. I don’t know how you do it. If it were me, I’d just give up and die.” The line moves a bit, words are spoken by those who came to comfort her and the family. You are anxious to just console her in some way. Two more people in front of you. Finally!