I've met people on the worst days of their lives. And it usually involves death.
They have lost a loved one, either through a traffic accident or through intentional acts.
As a journalist, you have to keep a professional distance, and, sometimes that can numb you to the suffering of others. It's hard not to feel like a vulture when you have to question someone about the death of their loved one.
And yet, I've summoned all the courage and compassion that I could to make the experience more bearable.
This letter is part of the Death Letter Project - North Carolina, a means to celebrate the 150th anniversary of Historic Oakwood Cemetery in Raleigh, NC.
Credits:
Michael Palko