I have more to say.
I think often of my old love who died last year. At the last conference I thought of him more. I found myself in a bit of an awkward situation where some mild bullying of others in the group was going on. I found myself dealing with it in a very similar way to what I have seen my old love doing in similar circumstances.
I felt very close to him in that moment and it reminded me how lucky I was to share my life with him for so long.