In the days after your loved one's death, did anyone say to you, "You're so strong" or another variation on that theme? If so, how did it make you feel? Jaj's husband C.J. passed away one year ago Sunday and on this one-year anniversary, she's feeling very different than she thought she would. She is sick of being strong and she's tired of being an inspiration...and she's sad. To top it off, she got dumped...and we didn't even get to tell you she was dating. Strength in the context of grief is much different than most accepted definitions. Doing simple tasks like getting up, taking care of others, and making sure life moves forward is brave as hell, but it feels like the opposite. Jaj is in a funk and she's sick of being an inspiration for people and being strong. It may be one year later but we're just now learning that healing and feeling 'good as new' is a much longer and tougher road than we anticipated. But maybe the biggest lesson we learned over the past year? That sometimes showing weakness is the strongest thing of all.