... and if you let yourself listen adn not withdraw (too much... sometimes you have to)... there can be moments to treasure.
One day a priest we knew came by to give the anointing of the sick sacrament ... and he was chatting and somebody dropped by... and stayed... and then there was another knock on the door... and then another... and then there were eight of us sitting around the living room (I had to find chairs!) just sharing the moment and saying whatever kinds of intentions and prayers and thoughts happened (most of the folks weren't Catholic). Death can show us just how connected our worlds are. Love transcends it all.