After 62 Years of Marriage My Husband Passed Away and at His Funeral a Girl Gave Me an Envelope From Him

with what I recognized as grief, in the entries from the year Iris died. She had been sick, it seemed, for some time before she passed, and Harold had visited when he could and made sure she did not face the medical costs alone. He wrote on the day she died, a single paragraph in his careful hand, about what it meant to have kept faith with a promise continue reading …