I suppose I think we have a rainbow of emotions. I don’t know which colour corresponds to which emotion; perhaps blue is sadness, red is passion, and so on. That doesn’t so much matter. I still have all the colours in my rainbow after Henry’s death. Name an emotion: I can still feel it, and often do. Leah and our boys and I laugh every day. But now there’s a band of black in my rainbow, too, which wasn’t there before.
