It isn’t about figuring out how many months after my death would be appropriate. It’s about you. My death will break you. It will shatter you into a million little pieces. But I want you and you alone to fix yourself. I want you to use the opportunity to form an incredible bond with the girls that might not have been possible had I lived. I want you to figure out how to manage the kids and the apartment and your career on your own, as lonely as that may feel sometimes. Please don’t be with a woman because you need a wife or mother for your children. Know that no woman can make this easier. No
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