“I ask him what he would do if I were gone. Where he would live. Would he still go to school? Would he visit my parents? What would he do with my things?

His answer is that he would go to school to feel meaning again. That if he couldn’t share his life with me, he would still try to be useful.

“You would still get married and have children,” I say.

“Yeah, but it wouldn’t be with you.””