Our spouses vowed they would
never go away. Then they died and disappeared. They did not intend to go, and
we did not want them to leave, but they did, and here we are.
In my early days of grief, as
I searched through books looking for answers into what had taken my life apart,
I noticed that Rainer Maria Rilke and Washington Irving had different opinions
about grief, and jotted down their thoughts:
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