It goes without saying that each tribe has their own ways of mourning the crossing of someone's spirit through the veil of time. I'm still trying unsuccessfully to comprehend any of it. Everyone who went to school knows there have always been cliques, no matter how small the village they lived in. Likewise, people of all ages, all race, creed, color, religion, what-have-you are bullied every day. I cant accept the 'reason' I'm being told, and forgiveness is expected according to the elders. I'm not doing real well with that.
The vigil tonight is going to be difficult, and that's putting it mildly.