At My Husband’s Funeral, I Opened His Casket to Place a Flower — and Found a Crumpled Note Tucked Under His Hands

I felt empty by the day of the viewing. My skin ached from crying so much. My hands were shaking so much that my sister Laura had to zip my dress.

He seems calm.

The aroma of coffee and flowers filled the chapel. gentle piano tunes. People caressed my arm as if applying too much pressure would cause me to collapse.

And there he was. Greg. wearing the navy suit I purchased on our most recent anniversary. He smoothed back his hair like he always did at weddings. His hands were folded as if he were simply sleeping.

He seems calm.