Life Before Loss and Why We Look Back
Life before my loss was… good.
I could probably even argue that it was great.
For example, the toaster needs to be cleaned, and taking it apart, the last screw loses its thread, and I can’t take the bottom off completely or put it back together. But it was my grandmother’s toaster, and I’m not ready to get another. But no one will fix it, and I can’t figure out how…