On The Night He Died My Husband Gave Me A Warning Until Months Later Everything Changed

generous, patient, loyal. He brought me gas station coffee in the exact cup I liked. He remembered the first day I started menopause more accurately than I did. He rubbed my feet when they cramped in bed.

And he also did this.

There is no clean shelf in the mind for that combination.

The last notebook was the worst.

March 1989 through his final months.continue reading …