Broken

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Yesterday was a very significant day for my husband.  It’s the birth date of his brother who died at 42 in 2000.

It is significant not because they were very close and best friends.  In fact, after a childhood and young years of conflict, they’d just started repairing their relationship; talking occasionally; being able to hang out or have dinner together without fighting.

That was probably the worst of it, because there are no words as bitter in the world as “it might have been.”

Dan wrote...