I Was Making Coffee When My Daughter-In-Law Destr0yed My Wife’s Mug. “Just Old Junk.” The Next Day…

wrote my name like that, with the S leaning slightly forward, as if even her handwriting was walking toward me.

I opened it.

The letter inside was dated six months before she died.

My dearest Silas,

If you are reading this, then I am gone, and you are probably pretending you are doing better than you are. I know you. You will say you are managing while continue reading …