Is the pain less? No, just different. It is not something you “work through”; it is not something that goes away or fades into the landscape. It is there forever and ever, inescapable until the day you die. I have learned to live with it. Carter died twenty-seven years ago. There are times he comes to me in dreams, appearing as he would at the age he should be now. But these are fleeting images that vanish as I try to hold on to them. Carter is not here. He has no brilliant career. No loving wife he is crazy about. No son named Wyatt. No daughter named Gloria. He . . . they exist only in
...more
No truer statement made, we will never forget them
