questions I thought I was probably inviting another storm of grief — -maybe the worst storm — but I went ahead anyway . . . and our emotions always surprise us, don't they? There was no weeping and wailing that night; I guess all that was out of my system. Instead there was a deep and wretched sense of loss — the empty chair where she used to like to sit and read, the empty table where she would always set her glass too close to the edge. Question 1: In this case, what’s the meaning of ‘went ahead?’ Question 2: In this case, what does ‘our emotions’ refer to? ( He managed to keep himself from crying, which was the emotion he mentioned that always surprise us? OR something else? )