I Didn’t See the Love Until Grief Helped Me Understand It
For years, I misunderstood my husband’s silence. I thought it meant distance, that his calm expression meant he felt less than I did. When our sixteen-year-old son died suddenly, my grief poured out in tears, in cries that filled every room. I expected Sam to break in the same way. Instead, he became quieter than…
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