I only go by his #grave on those cold bitter winter days, overcast and heavy with rain that won't fall.

I tell him about you, and how we're doing, and how the world is broken, but whole.

And how it was worth it.

And -wasn't- worth it.

And when I cry, he rains. #vss365

— Martha Bechtel 🐀 (@MarthaBechtel) October 28, 2019