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Everyday she calls my mother, crying. Normal life; time it keeps moving when she needs a minute to recover. She lost him to a head injury, which lead him to suicide. Premeditated, researched, over done, and then nothing. Except for her it's everything. A normal Molehill problem that we deal with, is a mountain she has to climb. She needs to reflect on what is happening to her, reason with herself until she can function, then adjust her life schedule and fit in time for reasoning with herself till she can forgive him and forgive herself for all the blame she puts on herself. While being a mother and teacher to her daughter.(homeschooled), while morning with her daughter. While continuing to practice criminal law. I don't see how she will be able to stand in court and defend someone without her husband, lover, best friend and business partner there. Sometimes she calls my mom and bashes her,  or calls my other sister and in that way only an attorney can gives it to her for not sharing all the details of what she saw. Everyday she experiences every extreme human emotion one after another, while trying so hard to continue moving at the same pace as time does, as the world does. She stays at her house, with her daughter. She is pretending to be strong, when she doesn't have to be. She is pretending she can keep everything afloat, when nothing will sink, no water will rush in. Its so sad. I cry all the time. I live 100 miles away, with my life which moves at life pace. Every chance I get I go there. She stays alone..prefers it that way. At least she calls my mom, she pulls her back down to earth, where things are on a normal scale and are not as blinding.