At My Husband’s Funeral, I Opened His Casket to Place a Flower — and Found a Crumpled Note Tucked Under His Hands

And even after everything, when I turn the pages of those journals, one thing is always there, over and over, in the margins and the little lines between his thoughts.

“I love her.”

He never hid that.

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