In certain widow circles, they call falling in love again your Chapter 2. It’s not a whole new life, or a whole new story; it’s the continuation of something else. But death is not the only time that we start over. Life is flexible and has long legs and a million different ways to kick you right in the chops. We lose the ones we love, but we also lose friends, jobs, and our sense of self. And then, we get to assemble something new from whatever is left behind.
