First off, hugs and warm thoughts your way.

A former teacher of mine from the 70's passed away a few months ago. It saddened me and I was sort of surprised. I wasn't close to her but I saw her in the mid 90's briefly. She had left the convent, married and had a son. I sent a note to her family via email (to funeral home) and had a lovely response from her spouse. I think it was just a pivotal time in my life...high school, confusion about what I would do with my life, not a real stable home life...OK, I've rambled long enough.

Just let your feelings happen. There's no rhyme nor reason for mine, but I posted and talked about it a bit and now I'm better. (good memories of a good teacher)