I Went to Visit My Husband’s Late Wife’s Grave and Discovered She Was Never Dead

in the kitchen.

Then I took my bags and I left.

There is something I want to tell you about the cemetery visit, now that I have enough distance to see it clearly.

I went to find a grave and offer something to the woman buried there. To acknowledge her. To say: you were real and your life mattered and I am not pretending you didn’t exist.

There was no grave.continue reading …