Another Kind of Birthday

When I opened Facebook tonight, I saw that it’s the birthday of a man I went to high school with, one of the first of my peers, in adulthood, to die from cancer–way, way, way too young. So I’m thinking about his wife tonight. I never met her, but if you’re from my hometown you probably know who I’m talking about. Thinking of her prompted me to share this post from one of my favorite writers about grief, Megan Devine.


You were here. I loved you. I love you still.

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