I think maybe part of the problem is I am not sure what I am feeling. I can not begin to relate to such grief. I can not imagine what he is feeling. I have not had to make difficult arrangements yet so I don't know what that is like. I am not aware of my co-worker's feelings of death and the afterlife so I don't know if those thoughts bring him any comfort. Without knowing his thoughts and feelings, I am unsure what words to say to him. And I never know what to say to other family members for similar reasons.
Someone said to me once that it is more important that I was there. This week, I was told that knowing his classes were in good hands was helpful to him because it was one less thing to think about. I know that, when I've needed comfort, just having someone sit near me was enough. I have also appreciated having someone listen to me when I just needed to talk. So maybe, if I don't know what to say when I go to the viewing tomorrow, it will be okay. Maybe just being there says more than I could ever speak.
Dedicated to Mr. Bluhm and his family