May 16
Jean died before Jeremy—his health failed him too soon. He left behind quiet, warm little things: a collection of carefully collected trinkets, old photographs where he allowed himself that rare, genuine smile. Jeremy would look at them for a long time at night. It's an immense pain to lose a loved one. But even through the pain, Jean still managed to live the best life possible. He found friends, family, and love. He didn't just survive—he found meaning.
(Sorry, I'm using Google Translate)