We first fell in love in gritty Pennsylvania. Just four months into young widowhood, my job forced me to go back
I was in my second season as the head women’s lacrosse coach at Drew University, and there was a game on the spring 2014 schedule that I dreaded: the University of Scranton.
Scranton gets its reputation from the infamous fictional company Dunder Mifflin from the Office, but I didn’t fall in love with Steve Carell there. I fell in love with my husband, George. The thought of traveling there again was like a python constricting my entire self. My muscles cramped, my stomach twisted, my heart shriveled – all because I might have to return to the place where I first met him, only months after he passed away.
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