Opening in vulnerability, she will share her joy and pain. To feel the one, we must allow the other. Every minute of every day, we all do so, whether consciously or unconsciously. There is nowhere to escape the emotions and experiences of our mother, and we must not allow our guilt, our pride, our hard-heartedness to keep blocking it out. Be her witness. Be her guardian. Be her protector. Be her voice. And when all else fails, be her honor guard as she weeps. As with all forms of grief, may our tears help carry her burden, reminding her that she is not alone.