Well, I don't know about you, but sometimes grief will come up sideways in my world. Like a sudden volcanic eruption. Yesterday, feeling exhausted on my way to work (I clean air bnb's on the side for my dear friend) I stopped by the health food store to grab something to eat, as I didn't have time for breakfast. The woman behind the counter asked 'How are you?" and so I replied with "I'm EXHAUSTED". I proceeded to tell her I had an account with some credit after which she said "Well, it's 11:30 and breakfast is over, so here." and she handed me the sandwich. I was deeply moved, because I hardly EVER let anyone see my own vulnerability and to be met with a free sandwich felt pretty heartwarming. The last time a stranger paid for something was on my 33rd birthday (I'm 51 now) when a stranger paid for me and my friend's dinner. I thank the cashier, of course, and left to get to my car only to find a beautiful yellowtail butterfly struggling on the ground. It was fatally injured, crawling on the asphalt. I picked it up and took it with me in the car. And I wept. I wept because I felt helpless towards this poor beautiful creature - probably hit by a car. And here there is thick smoke - a constant reminder of all the countless number of creatures and habitats that are dying. Sometimes the grief just hits - when you feel like it is just all too overwhelming and my emotions were literally on the edges of my sleeve. What do you do, or how do you cope when grief hits you out of no where? What grief are you holding today, or trying to keep at bay?