My mother died in England 19 years ago on Mother’s Day. I was 16, she was my first love, and losing her broke my heart.
Some mail, if left unattended, can lead to hurt feelings. Some can lead to jail. I started to go through the piles and dig my way out of the grief pit I felt stuck in.
A week after Cottie’s South Carolina funeral, upon returning home to Oregon, our friend Tyler shook up a gin fizz to accompany our meal. That drink, which Tyler had lovingly practiced making before we arrived, was the best gin fizz I’d ever had.
She was born in the late afternoon, many excruciating hours after our doctor uttered the most devastating words my wife Elly and I have ever heard: “There’s no heartbeat.”
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