How to Comfort Well
It happened over a decade ago, but I remember it like it was yesterday. Less than a year after my husband accepted his dream job in the National Football League, working for a coach he admired, our staff was fired. I was devastated. I grieved for my husband and for my son, who would now potentially have to attend three different high schools. Our local news and the conversations of people everywhere I went enthusiastically weighed in on who should be hired as the team’s next head coach. It was so hard.
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