A Christmas Gift Disparity Sparked An Unexpected Morning Reckoning – The Archivist

of dealing with it, of being there with all that grief. So I made an excuse about work, and I let you handle everything alone, and that was wrong.”

“Yes,” I said. “It was.”

“I don’t know how to fix it.”

“Neither do I,” I admitted. “But acknowledging it is a start.”

We talked for an hour. Really talked, for the first time in years. About Robert, about continue reading …