My Daughter Died Two Years Ago—Then Last Week, Her School Called and Said She Was Sitting in the Principal’s Office

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Back then, my husband Neil handled everything. He insisted I shouldn’t see Grace on life support and took care of all the hospital paperwork.

He also arranged a closed casket funeral, so I never saw my daughter again after he told me she was brain dead. He made every decision while I drifted through those days in a fog I couldn’t escape.

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