He didn’t make excuses or ask us to delete the review; he simply told the honest, difficult truth about his grief.
Changing the Narrative
His honesty convinced me to call Airbnb again. I asked if I could edit the post instead of removing it completely. They agreed.
The response from the online community was supportive. People began sharing their own stories of loss and the strange ways they cope. One person talked about finding an old voicemail from their late husband that they couldn’t bring themselves to delete. Another said he still paid for his dad’s Netflix account just to see the “Are you still watching?” popup.
It became clear that grief makes us all act strangely, but it also shows our shared humanity.
A New Beginning
A week later, Marten messaged me again with a simple, kind invitation: “If you’re ever back in town,” he said, “coffee’s on me.”
We weren’t planning to return, but something inside me told me we needed to meet him. Namira was hesitant, joking, “You’re not dragging me into a murder documentary, right?” but she agreed.
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