Human Memorials

“The best thing about my mom was the way she laughed — loud and from the belly, completely unselfconscious. I can still hear it.”

“I'll never forget the way he'd call every Sunday at exactly 9am. Twelve years of that consistency. Now Sundays feel wrong.”

“She made the best food without ever using a recipe. 'A little of this, a little of that,' she'd say. None of us could ever replicate it.”