Getting ready for a shredding event, as I cleaned out papers, I found Burt’s discharge from rehab. The date was, apparently 2/25/2023, just two years to the day before his death this year.
A coincidence that I found such a jolting reminder.
I had completely forgotten the exact date when he’d come home. It felt so long ago. So much happened to us in that short time.
It’s one of the incongruities of our journey that I measure the passage of time as both long ago and so very recent. There were so many turns, twists and changes.
this is our life 
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