A letter from Papaw — Late. Knee woke me before the wind did.

Listen.

If you're carrying something nobody knew to ask about, you don't owe anybody an explanation for the weight of it.

Drove to town today. Sat in my booth at the diner. The girl filled the cup before I sat down. She didn't ask what was wrong. That was the kindness.

Some griefs don't get a casserole. They get a cup kept full.