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I was at my daughter’s dance recital when I got the news that would change our lives: My husband, Harry, had cancer.
Harry and I met in Germany when I had just turned 30. I had moved there for work and fell in love with him the first day I saw him. He had an infectious smile and a way of moving through life that both honored the little moments and created space for great adventures during our 19-year partnership.
Harry was a planner, which made for a full life — but there was no amount of groundwork that could have prepared
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