mother’s photographs to the living room.
We also created a memory cabinet containing letters, photographs, Caroline’s favorite recipes, and several objects Emily wanted accessible without turning the entire house into a memorial.
The goal was never to remain trapped inside grief.
We needed to carry our history without allowing someone else to erase it.
One evening, Emily asked if I still loved Vanessa.
“Part of me continues loving the person I believed she was, although that person cannot be separated from what she chose to do.”
“Does loving somebody mean
