For Aussie readers who watch Packed to the Rafters you’ll understand what I’m talking about, but for those who don’t watch ….. it’s a weekly show about a family and all its’ tribulations and joys.

Last night Mel, one of the main characters, died in a car accident.  You could see where the climax was headed throughout the show, but to see it at the end …. well it really rocked me.  I was sitting there in tears, absolute heart wrenching tears.

And I knew where it came from.

I could so empathise with Mel’s husband Ben.  His Mum went to hug him at the hospital and he just gently pushed her away.  But it was okay for Dave, Ben’s Dad, to put a supportive arm around his son and lead him to the room to identify the body.

I can empathise, because I’ve lost my best friend in sudden circumstance like that – read more about it in the last part of this post.

I felt how I felt the night I got the phonecall.  Completely numb, yet totally devastated all in one – hard to describe.  How Ben reacted to his parents was exactly how I reacted with mine. I couldn’t handle the emotion of my Mum ….. I just needed the quiet support and solidity of my Dad.

And so today was a bit emotional at times, reliving that.

It was also a bit emotional for another reason.  Snugglebunny, my 10yr old, has to have a bone scan tomorrow and although she’s pretty fine about it, I’m the one who is anxious (read what’s behind it in Not Waving … Drowning).  Maybe it’s because I know what they are like.  I don’t know, I just know that I’m sitting here typing and my t-shirt is getting wet!

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So my question to all my lovely readers is this …… did Rafters have an effect on anyone this week or how has grief or loss touched you and how did you recover?