I’ve been thinking about loss. My friends have been dealing with losing their parents. A mother, a father. My parents have lost two of their closest friends. Lately it seems like too many wakes, too many funerals. Phone calls are scary, as they bring news of another loved one passing away. And the timing is surreal. One week after the other, and this weekend, the whole country will mourn their losses again. All Soul’s Day is at hand to pay respect to people we’ve lost. Sometimes old wounds are reopened as the pain feels new and fresh, with their graves the only thing staring back at you when you call…