Grief at Thirty-six Months: Honey, would you please…

Always busy in the garage, he'd be shocked that I've put furniture together! Come back for just a day? I want to tell you about— The water softener spraying water over the furnace room The beetles eating your rose bushes The pipe that burst; the hole in the bedroom wall The dying evergreens I had …

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