The father who sent every report card to Grandma so she could also rejoice in what the children accomplished is no longer there -- and neither is the grandmother, who made each of her 20 grandchildren and great-grandchildren believe that that grandchild was her special favorite.

I'm the wife who wakes up in the morning, not to a cup of coffee presented by my husband of 30 years to reopen what we called the 'endless conversation of marriage,' but to an open book that I was reading, in an effort to banish the memories of 5:30 p.m. on the day our world changed forever.

A direct result of a decision made in the course of fulfilling our duty to do justice without fear or favor.