Two Years After My Daughter’s Death, My Grandkids Pointed and Said, “Grandma, That’s Mom and Dad
I thought I’d managed my grief after losing my daughter Monica and her husband Stephan two years ago, raising their boys Andy and Peter alone. Then, one morning, I received an anonymous letter that read: “They’re not really gone.” My hands shook as I learned someone had just used Monica’s old bank card. Hope and…