You're So Strong: On Grief and Letting Go of My Favorite Compliment

"You're doing so well," they tell you. "You're so strong."

Meanwhile, you're standing in the middle of your living room, staring at a mountain of grown-man Legos, wondering if it's disrespectful to donate them or insane to keep them.

You're on hold with AT&T for the third time this week, trying to explain to a stranger that the account holder doesn't need unlimited data anymore because he's dead. You are holding it together on the outside, but on...