My spouse died in a DV situation and I cannot yet accept the History of our long marriage. I think he had a mental illness toward the end. I wanted to learn to weave or create to help me sort and construct. The vendor could not deliver the loom I bought. So that will not happen. In my mind I did weave a story. I wanted the loom to make blankets for our charity. There is more losses than expected I have found. I may crochet instead. I want to help those like us perhaps who have no comfort. My husband was a very charitable and kind man at his best and it hurts me when his legacy is thwarted and badly used. I am his heiress and will do right by him. Someone said they made a gift in memory and I have as well, sponsored a baby at the zoo which my husband loved. I am learning death is not the end, there is an engine of life which gathers and gives. In the SW USA here we have dia de muertes and our loved ones are never apart from us and the grief is accepted and celebrated.