The Satellite Son and the Cane Son: When Money Can’t Carry Grief

you. I talked about you too much. I used you like a light so I didn’t have to admit how dark things got.
David, you were my hands when mine stopped working. You were my courage when I got scared. I’m sorry I took so much of you.
Please don’t fight over what I leave behind. The house is just wood. The money is just paper.
What matters is this: I loved continue reading …