Someone once told me that there are natural cycles in life, much like the seasons, you go through periods of birth, growth, stagnation, and death. I use that to soothe me sometimes, “Ok, this is just a stage of dormancy, beyond this will be something else.” We all do that, I think. We try to put reason to the things that happen, the incomprehensible hurts and challenges, not so much with the blessings. Our experience earlier this year defied all that, I simply tried to get myself through it. I clung to the phone as my mom said gently, “You just have to get through, honey. You just get through this. You will.” I nodded silently, I wept, I raged, and then, without fanfare…