Way 2: Loving Community
After Sarah Grace died, it was essential to surround myself with loving people who could understand that I was bearing the unbearable. My beloved friend Eileen Quinn told me she was sending a letter to the 350 Kripalu residents to tell them what they could and could not say when we met in the hallways. Together we concocted a script for them. We wrote that it was important to acknowledge Sarah Grace. She was my daughter; she had a name.