Allow me this bit of unsolicited advice: If you have lost a cherished loved one, placing a picture of that person in a prominent place could be far less painful than you might believe.
The picture you see with this very brief post is of my dear bride, Kathy Anne. She collected angels for far longer than the 51 years of our marriage.
My sons and I decided to hang this portrait of her next to this partial collection of her angels.
We could not possibly have found a more appropriate place to put the picture — which my daughter-in-law snapped about a decade ago — than next to her cherished angels.
It gives me a tiny measure of comfort when I gaze at it. I didn’t believe it would … but it does.