Grief does funny things to the mind. Cassie Delaney writes about the details that suddenly emerge post loss.
Since his departure, I can summon an image of Stephen so vivid I can see details I didn’t know I knew. I can see the ridges of a Topman jumper, the frayed edges of a t-shirt, and the exact way his jeans hung. One day, I suddenly remembered the way he tied his navy canvas plimsolls too tight. I saw his shoelaces.