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After my husband Jeff died, I went through the requisite grieving process. I put my life back together, reconnected with lost friends, developed new interests, grew as a person, etcetera etcetera, yadda yadda yadda.
I don’t mean to diminish the tragedy, but it was my tragedy. Jeff had gone through a red light and been hit by a truck coming through the intersection. Stupid thing. But there it was. One mistake and his life was instantly over. No pain, no fuss.
Left me high and dry, though. I hated him for that mistake for a long time. But I got past it. Had to, for my own sanity.
I found a job at a graphic design firm in Seattle. I moved out of our house, too big for little old me, and found an apartment close to work in a good neighborhood. After a while I grew sic
