As I walked past the bookcase the other day on my way out to the backyard, I glanced over and saw our wedding picture and the urn holding my wife’s ashes next to it.
Instantly an enormous wave of grief crashed down upon me that brought me to my knees. “I should not be a widower and solo parent!” I screamed into my hands.
My wife was a world-class master educator of elementary school students and a mentor of teachers. She also was my soul mate, muse, creative partner, adventure companion, co-parent, and best friend.
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