2 / I Visited My Father’s Grave and Saw a Tombstone with My Photo and Name Nearby
obsessing over my health, urging me to move back. Her grief had turned into something darker. I confronted her. At her house, I found a shrine to me—photos, flowers, candles. She admitted, “I just couldn’t lose you too.” Realizing she needed help, I convinced her to move closer to us. We took down the headstone and…
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