The day before marrying my new wife, I went to clean my late wife’s grave. What happened there was completely unexpected—and it changed my life forever.
The day before my second wedding, I went somewhere I hadn’t planned to stay long. I told myself it would be brief—just enough time to clear the weeds from the stone, replace the wilted flowers, and say a quiet goodbye. Nothing dramatic. Nothing emotional. But grief never respects schedules. My name is Daniel Whitmore. Four … Read more