(This is ninth in a series reflecting on how life changed in a way that was–and still is five years later–unfathomable to me.) We had an open casket viewing before Mass for family and close friends. I kissed Terry for the last time before the lid of the casket was closed. Our three sons and… Continue reading Broken
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Grief: Breathe and Go Slowly
(This is seventh in a series reflecting on how life changed in a way that was–and still is five years later–unfathomable to me.) I made the dreaded notifications about Terry’s death in the morning, first to Michael, then to Steve on Long Island. “I’m sorry I didn’t see your call last night,” Mike said. “Mom… Continue reading Grief: Breathe and Go Slowly
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