I Went to Visit My Sister After She Gave Birth — Then I Heard My Husband’s Voice in the Hallway

for two years. This is not a small thing to go through, and going through it reshapes you in ways you don’t entirely recognize until you are further from it. There had been appointments and treatments and months of hope followed by the particular grief of hope deferred, and through all of it Kevin had been present in a way I had found sustaining. He continue reading …