My mother-in-law, Suzanne Bozzomo, died fourteen years ago today. It makes me more than a little uncomfortable that I shall begin this day in Florida, several hundred miles away from Margaret and from Joe. This is not an easy day for either of them. Nor has it been for any of the past fourteen years.
Then again, when someone you love completely - and who loved you that very same way - dies, the pain you feel never goes away. Neither does the love.
-AK
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