Before these anniversaries show up as calendar reminders, my body remembers them. I’ll wake up stiff and aching, my body bracing itself for what happened years ago on that day. Even if my brain were wiped clean, my muscles, my organs, and especially my heart would always remember. Even if I’d been kept in a locked room without access to a calendar, I’d have known that Aaron’s deathaversary was growing near. Your mind can try its best to forget, to avoid, but the body remembers.
