On this day, one year ago, I woke up early even though the house was unusually quiet. I knew my two year old daughter would be wide awake at her Nan and Pa’s place. I imagined her pulling on my Dad’s arm saying, “Feed the birds, Pa? Feed the birds?” I missed her a little already, and wondered when I’d see her next. One day? Two…?
On this day, one year ago, my husband and...