I'm 70 and I sat in my husband's recliner last Sunday for the first time since he passed — three years of walking past it, never sitting down — and the chair held the exact shape of him, and I sat in his shape for almost an hour and cried in a way I haven't cried since the funeral, and afterward I felt closer to him than I have in three years, and the thing I had been avoiding turned out to be the thing I most needed
Apr 27, 2026
Marlene Martin