Somewhere down the road
Hilary Teachout, my beloved wife and life's companion, died two months ago this Sunday, and her ashes were returned to me a week and a half ago. Save for that bleak landmark, nothing much has happened to me since her death. Yes, the rest of the world has been turned upside down, but I have discovered that profound grief makes all else seem dim by contrast. I follow the news and register its unfolding horrors, but my …
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