Recently, when my relationship ended (and not before, as it may appear) I embarked on an expedition, of sorts, to discover what a tailor fitted romance might look like on me. Deconstructing a traditional relationship by eliminating rules felt like a good place to start. I've never had established rules of conduct with any of my friends or family, just trust that we would behave and interact respectfully, which should be a prerequisite for any relationship.
When we opened the real-life memory box sent by the hospital team who took care of Isli during the last days of her short life, Ido and I finally had the chance to grieve together. Even though we knew what would be in there, and the box lived in a closet that we opened daily, we still couldn't go through with opening it for more than a year.
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