After Losing My Husband, a Family Discussion Surprised Me With a Source of Comfort I Didn’t Expect

that day, and to keep myself from spiraling further into my own head, I started cleaning out his room. Not to force him out — I told myself that repeatedly — just to organize, to finally deal with the piles of laundry and clutter that had built up during the worst months of his father’s illness, when none of us had energy left for anything beyond survival.continue reading …