Every Woman My Widowed Father Dated Vanished Without a Trace—So I Asked My Best Friend to Go on One Date With Him to Find Out Why

do to the person left behind.

After Mom’s funeral, my father was never the same.

Before she died, he filled every room with life.

He sang while making coffee.

He told terrible jokes at dinner and laughed before reaching the punch line.

There was always music playing throughout the house.

Afterward, the silence became overwhelming.

For years, he refused to continue reading …