If not, be warned- he was a gritty writer- bruising and visceral, gentle and melancholy. It's a piece that kicks me in the gut every time I read it.
I hope the same happens to you- I hope the words become real to you. I hope all the gut-pain and reality makes the words stay alive, so a tiny piece of my husband can keep on kickin'.
Writers never die, he promised me- and I'm holding him to that.
https://storiesthatmustnotdie.wordpress.com/2015/08/11/dear-mom/