“I look at the bright light of the day outside my window hoping to feel a ray of hope in my life. But unfortunately, I no longer understand what it looks like. Perhaps in the darkness of the casket, I will find the hope to live a peaceful and loving life again. Perhaps I will even find you there with your open arms with a bottle of wine and we would discuss which photographs we would keep for our master bedroom and which ones we would bury like the way we buried our love once. Perhaps.”
Book:Dark little corners