i have lived with this several times, most recently when the love of my life killed himself suddenly. jumped out my window (24th floor). as we were having coffee. there’s so much i could say but not here. i keep going because one, i’d never want to bring to my children such havoc, and two, i’m commited to living out my life fully—far more so than before this happened—as a tribute to sinisa, who was an amazing human being (he had mental issues, btw).