Contractors worked on the house today. I cleaned and cried.
Below are two of the bereavement cards I received today. The card that says, “perhaps it [my daughter’s death] was for the best,” is from a colleague. I am looking forward to crafting a strongly worded reply...something in the neighborhood of “suck a bag of d!@%$” should do it.
On the other end of the spectrum, the kind words of a stranger who shared that my daughter and I forever changed her life for the better was a heartwarming, tear-jerking surprise.
