His Name Was Daniel. He Could Have Been My Son.
<p>As some of you know due to my recently published Medium series on the matter, I unexpectedly lost my wife, Lorie Girsh-Eisenberg, last month from a hemorrhagic stroke caused by the bursting of an undetected aneurysm.</p>
<p>I have since found myself experiencing a veritable parade of reflective thoughts, looking back fondly on our courtship and marriage while holding random negative thoughts at bay.</p>
<p>Though this is no veiled warning — please do not take it as such — I believe I now understand the self-destructive impulse of the subject that propelled the following story, the original version of which was published on Christmas Eve, 2018.</p>
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