She is dying of grief.

She was distracted by grief.

Her death was a great distress to all the family.

He was blind with sorrow.

He was heartbroken and hanged himself.

He abandoned himself to grief.

Her son's death broke Mary's heart.

In her misery, Mary looked to her husband for help.

And tonight, I think about all that she's seen throughout her century in America — the heartache and the hope; the struggle and the progress; the times we were told that we can't, and the people who pressed on with that American creed: Yes we can.

Neither delight nor sorrow is permanent.