My Dying Wife Asked Me to Find My First Love as Her Final Wish—When Claire Told Me Why, My Knees Nearly Gave Out

Because the house was too large.

Too connected to a life that had ended.

And because I had always wanted to live near the Oregon coast.

Margaret hated coastal rain.

I had never moved because marriage is compromise.

Now there was nobody to compromise with.

That realization felt sad.

Then liberating.