I'm all smiles again. My bout with grief was intense, but brief. I wondered if dumber people have an easier time with it than I did, because I found the whole affair acutely illogical. That being said, after initially deciding to cower, I used the history of my logic to instead to face my demons, which turned out to be instrumental in alleviating them. After, you know, a short period of even greater intensity. Nonetheless, success!
Grief's shadow remains upon me, however - a reminder to be ever vigilant.