I never thought I’d be sitting at the table with my husband in my late 20s shopping for a funeral package. I never thought we’d be deciding where he’ll be buried, what songs will play, or what kind of bench we want designed for our baby girl to sit on when she wants to feel…
The Start A tall, relatively handsome doctor, with kind eyes, walked in post procedure and pulled up a chair. He sat between Tanner and I, and placed his hand on Tanner’s knee. The doctor looked at Tanner and asked “Do you go by Tanner?” My thoughts at the time: “Um yeah?” “Why is he acting…