March 3, 2015
Dear person who is dead: This is part of my coping process--thinking of you simply as someone I once knew, who has now departed. Not someone whose voice I want to hear right now. It helps desensitize most of the pain. But just now I was in the hall and this hope to see you at the top of the stairs, where you usually prayed the rosary, assaulted me. The Mother Mary statue is still there, but you're not. You'd be happy to know that there is something greater than this longing, and that is knowing we'll meet again.