In February of 2017, my sister treated my husband and me to a night away. When we checked in, the woman at reception asked, “Is it your anniversary?” No, not until June. At dinner that night, the waiter wanted to know, “Is it someone’s birthday?” Nope, we just missed one, and the other is months away.
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Grief
Robert Erik Fuller was my high school boyfriend. He was my first boyfriend, my first love, and my first, you know, first.