I watched the moments he held dearest in my mind’s eye. It was never the grand events that these souls broadcasted out into the universe as they separated from their mortal bodies. Not the weddings or the graduations, though occasionally the birth of a child made its way in. It was the quiet moments—the man’s wife handing him a perfect cup of tea, an afternoon nap on the couch with his favorite cat, his daughter’s giggles as he pushed her on a swing, the scent of the perfume that his mother had favored when he was young. I did not know him, but in that moment, I loved him. Just as I loved
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