Great grief is a divine and terrible radiance which transfigures the wretched

Tonight I can't sleep.  I've been up making a photo collage of Kayla to send to my mother-in-law in Brazil.  It's beautiful.  I am so scared to send it though.  I hate the idea of her photos getting passed around to other family members, of everyone talking about her and us when we're not there to set the record straight.  But I also don't want any more time to pass before I share her pictures with my in-laws, I need them to know she was real.   I needed to sit down and focus on Kayla for awhile.  Now that I am feeling more normal, I don't have to devote every second to her and my grief.  But tonight I just needed to sit down and look at all of her pictures and let the tears come.  No matter how good I'm feeling, how well I'm processing my grief and can start looking forward to the future, I still just miss her.  I still want her here with me, and I'm feeling it extra deep tonight.

I found an interesting website with quotes about grief, and I found the quote below from Victor Hugo, and it is a line from Les Miserables.  I love it--grief is terrible, but also divine.