I've been thinking about Yael all day. I didn't really know her, but I did, in a way. It's been hard for me to figure out exactly what I've been feeling. It's hard to grieve for someone who's faceless, but I am grieving all the same.

This is a beautiful, heartwrenching tribute to Yael, Wendy, and I'm very moved by it.

Irene

I try to take one day at a time, but sometimes several days attack me at once.