My mom never liked my wife

messages from friends, family, the media. I ignore them all.

I open the last letter. The one dated a week before she died.

“Matthew, if you’re reading this, then maybe I’m gone. I hope I’m wrong. I hope I lived long enough to see you happy. To see you smile without that shadow behind your eyes. I tried to love her. I did. But I couldn’t shake the feeling continue reading …