I've been wearing my dead father's watch every day for two years and yesterday the battery died, and I'm irrationally panicked about replacing it like I'm erasing his last touch.
More people experience this than they realize.
The material traces of the departed inevitably decay, forcing us to confront whether love lives in things or transcends them.
“Where Are You with Grief as spiritual practice?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.