I prepare to attend the funeral (Celebration of Life) of a beautiful 39 year old lady and I am feeling lonely for her family. In my role as a minister , I have attended and participated in many funerals but this one has given me some pausing and remembering. It may be the fact that I have seen the pain of a mother and father up close and personal finding out about the death of their baby girl. This was my niece, Merceda and every year we honor her memory. This year we even dedicated a portion of my online radio program to her memory. I believe that the process of wellness for grief is laced with grace and mercy. I sit here at 01:40 knowing it would be good if I was able to sleep but instead I choose to write. I sometimes remember the “When” I am most affected by life and death situations but not the “Why.” These time, places and spaces escape my finite self. soul, and spirit. I believe it will be necessary for me to help others who are hurting by being Wy and Well. Maybe this will help me get to my short sleep session on this cold March Saturday. Morning as I struggle with this wellness concept.