Let me start off by apologizing to Angela, my coworker, for failing to post the video of me reading the piece. It’s not that I don’t plan to, but there’s something I want to do to it. Verbatim I don’t think I ever showed my vulnerability in public before. It is very rare that I choke on my words because the emotions I felt when writing something come spilling out. I’ve read things about my grandmother before, but never in this sense. Here’s the truth: These last months have been harder for me as realization set. Jeanna and I have split in the past, but nothing to this degree. And the more I long for a return to normality, I know that it cannot…