Some memories are so deeply tied to love and loss that we honor them year after year.
For my grandmother Doris, that memory was her wedding anniversary — even after my grandfather Walter passed away.
Last Wednesday marked what would have been their fiftieth anniversary. Two years have passed since he left us, but for Grandma, the day still carries the same weight. She wanted to honor it the way they always had — by visiting the little neighborhood restaurant where they celebrated together every year.
