There is a vogue of late to post things to Facebook, twitter, social media site of the moment, etc., with "that moment when," e.g. "that moment when you forget your house keys," or "that moment when you fall into a well" or "that moment when you forget how to correctly punctuate e.g." Yeah. That.
This is that moment when you've been sent a box of things from a relative who recently passed away, and you can't bring yourself to open it. That moment when the photographs of that relative sit an envelope you brought to the funeral and haven't made it back into the picture frames. That moment when a weekend of Facebook only yields a "look at all the things no one invited me to" in spite of a full weekend with friends. That moment when you're in a dangerous emotional territory. That moment when "confessional" might be "over-sharing."
It's that moment. We all pass this way. "Pass" is the word to remember. There will be other moments.
I did see a play and two movies this weekend, and I'm seeing Cher tomorrow night, so it's not like I've been sitting home brooding. It might be time to do that, though. But back to our regularly scheduled not scheduled program soon...