How the hell do preachers do it? This was one of those days where as "the strong one," everyone around me drew from my native strong positive energy. Even extended family members I hadn't met before were drawing from me. Although I was not close to my mother in law, it was still difficult and draining. As such, by now at nearly 9pm Saturday after the Tuesday she passed, I am emotionally and psychically spent. I am thankful and happy that I could comfort the family and friends of my spouse in their time of need, but am beyond tired from the effort of keeping everyone uplifted for the past several days. I have to wonder though if anyone will be able to give me the comfort I will need when my own mother, who has numerous health problems, is on oxygen 24/7, and with whom I am very close, passes that way. We'll see, I guess.