The Drowning

Today has to have been one of the roughest days I can remember.  Today, I had to help recover a body of a young man who drowned 4 days ago. It’s a bit of a long story and one I don’t think is appropriate for this kind of forum. I am fine talking about it now—after talking to Dad about it and soon Scott. I thought I was going to lose it as we were approaching the body and later on when a whole other fiasco occurred. Somehow, I made it through and only cried later in the shower and when sharing the story with another researcher. This is not something that I wish to do again but under the circumstances, I couldn’t imagine being the mother of this person and being surrounded by people who either wouldn’t help or didn’t know how. So for that, I’m glad that we could do something.