There are days when past events or people that have no current relevance in my life cross my mind, and I can’t do anything to stop a tightness from taking root in my chest and tears from welling in my eyes.  It could be something that happened years ago, but I’ll still grieve over the loses and the ache of their absence.  It makes me feel stupid, but I don’t think I’m the only person who has those moments or hours or days, and that’s comforting.