My wife, Sandi Mrowka, died one year ago today.

I’m still just at the beginning of the journey of grief.

We had a little more than thirteen years together, 2011 to 2024.

She was a force to be reckoned with — those people she cared about, she really loved; but those people who mistreated her, she cut out of her life with the skill of a surgeon.

Sandi remembered people and the details of their lives with such clarity: the name(s) of their cats (and kids and spouses, etc), the way they wrote & spoke, and most of the words they had ever said to her.

She was a bit of a music savant, identifying artist & title within a few notes of hearing a song; and she knew the backstories of many of them.

I could go on for pages about Sandi, but it hurts too much to write any more right now. She was the love of my life, whether or not i always realized it at the time; and it will probably take thirteen years to heal, even if i never really get over losing her.

❤️❤️❤️