Five
A Time For Reflection
As the fifth anniversary of my wife's death looms, surely I must have learned something.
You Can't Go Back
Well, You Can… But It Won't Be What You Expect
I touched on this in Goodbye, Dad, but I wanted that one to be mostly about him, so I didn't talk about the rest of my trip, which was all about my wife. It's time.
Goodbye, Dad
Requiem For A Heavyweight
After everything I've been through, I needed to make sure that The Old Man's death didn't become just an afterthought (and even then, it almost did).
Countdown
A Retrospective
I told the story of my wife's death once, but in a mostly big-picture sense. Now my compulsion to write has me scrutinizing the details—augmenting my fickle memory with texts, emails, and medical records.
Farewell
A Final Letter To My Wife
After more than two years navigating the aftermath of my wife's death, I think I found the answer. The obvious next step, for me, was to tell her all about it. This may be hard to read, especially if you have suffered a significant loss of your own.
In Sickness And In Death
Four Months Of Living With Dying
Two cancers, plus a brain disease—the whole story would take too long. So I'll (mostly) skip to the end.