This is a list of the names that I would rather not know. I expect the list will grow longer as some that I’ve lost find their way back.
Good grief, it’s on the fridge
Describing the goodness of God or Heaven is sadly beyond me, but thankfully I know the blessings of a good grief. I see it every time I open my refrigerator, right there on the door of my silver-grey Beko, a mosaic of 15 magnetic photo frames, each holding a reminder of my dead wife Allyson tightly in place.