While Preparing My Husband For Burial I Discovered Coordinates That Changed Everything

I am sixty-seven years old, and I had been married to Thomas for forty-two of those years, and I believed, with the full confidence of a woman who had shared a bed and a bathroom and a kitchen table and a car and a grief and a joy with the same man for four decades, that I knew every inch of him.

I was wrong about that in the way you can only be wrong continue reading …