The world continues to spin even after death despite feeling like it has stopped. Life moves forward even after death despite our want to go back in time or to never take one more step. Last evening I went to dinner with 2 widows: one who is 3 years out like myself, and one who is 6 months out. Later in the evening we met up some friends of one of the widows. In that group there was a man who had lost his youngest son not long ago in a car accident when he was 25.