Winter-like temperatures swept into Toronto today and so I decided to wear Craig’s coat to a meeting this evening. (The photo is from an advertisement; the model is not Craig.) The coat is so very cozy and, as did Craig for the short time he wore it, I wrapped it around my otherwise very uncomfortable chair and sat in its cushiony interior.
When I began to cry, after speaking for a few minutes and acknowledging that I was missing Craig, my friend Dianne made the point that the coat was acting like a big hug from him. Those were tears that might have remained blocked had I just stayed home tonight.