OMG, Daniel, the image of little Lucy all trussed up. I just can’t imagine. That image sent chills up my arms. I’m glad that turned out well. She obviously embodies grandma.

I don’t think your experience of grief is terribly different than the experiences of many other grievers, however, your articulation of the waves, the sighs, the mountains, the valleys, allows us all to learn from you (and from dear Julie). You have a rare gift of honesty, directness, curiosity, and lyrical writing that is unmatched. Thank you for letting us into this intimate space with you.