Five years after my wife’s death, I took my daughter to my childhood friend’s wedding, and when I saw her, everything changed
It had been five years since Anna passed away. Five years since the house grew quiet and the laughter faded. Our daughter, Lily, was now seven—old enough to remember her mother, yet young enough to feel the weight of loss in ways words couldn’t express. The invitation came unexpectedly—an ornate card embossed with gold, inviting … Read more