This happened to me when, ten months after my husband died, my mom died. After Jim died, I had been plugging away at work, getting my mom to the doctors, taking care of the dogs, and

everything else. When my mom died, I was forced off the hamster wheel and all of my emotions flooded in at once. I literally could not stop crying. I called into work, told them I'd be

off for as long as it took (thank God for FMLA!), called my doctor for medication, and scheduled an appointment with a therapist. Therapy is such a blessing!