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The First Trip Without Gavin[]

Five weeks after losing my husband, I boarded a morning flight from Seattle to Boston with our two children and one goal: get through six hours without falling apart.

My mother had been asking us to come stay with her in Massachusetts ever since Gavin was gone. At first, I kept saying no.