Last year my colleague’s husband passed away unexpectedly and when she talked to me she told, “Thank God we have each other”, she was referring to her and her two adult children and how they were in this together. I listened and I thought I understood what she meant. Not really, not until my mil passed away. The grief was so much lighter for Da and his sister when they were together under the same roof during the funeral and after. The reality was manifold harsher after they parted ways. But thanks to technology, they are still in this together, exchanging stories, lifting each other when their spirits are down. So yes, thank god, we have each other.