The Darkest Secret of My Grieving Heart

My daughter, Ana, loved to look at the sky. Her phone was filled with photos of sunsets, acres of clear blue vistas and feathery cirrus clouds that curled above the trees in our sleepy little neighborhood in New York.

Roughly 11 of the 90 or so photos on her Instagram feed feature the sky.

That’s why I burst into tears last week when, after two days of relentless rain…

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