Keepsake copy of Steven's obituary, surrounded by some of the things he loved.
And now, I'm taking my daughter to dinner
to celebrate her new job, which starts on Monday.
I have to force myself to look for and embrace
the positive and good things in my life.
It would be easy to overlook.
I feel like a traitor when I try to be happy.
But if I only focus on the grief,
it's going to eat me alive.
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