I lost one of my oldest and dearest friends this summer. We met when I was 18 and were married for 16 years. Although the marriage ended, the friendship continued. Today, a woman spoke to me about grief. When she was widowed, she learned that you have to reinvent yourself without that person. That task lies before me.
No matter how old your kids get, you’re still their parent. No matter how old our kid got, we still co-parented them. Now, I’m the only parent left, and I’m feeling the weight of that.
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