Grief has a way of staying long after a loved one is gone. In our family, the memory of my late daughter-in-law, Emily, remained alive through the many hand-knit sweaters she had lovingly made for her son, Liam. After Emily lost her battle with cancer two years earlier, nine-year-old Liam struggled to find happiness again. Quiet and withdrawn, he held tightly to a cedar box filled with those sweaters, treasures that reminded him of his mother’s warmth and kindness. When my son Daniel remarried a year later, we hoped life would slowly improve. His new wife, Claire, seemed determined to...
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