I wrote your man a note yesterday inside a card with this sentiment. You would have words to say about that quote, K. I can hear your wry tone even now.
So here is what I told him: Despite the sentiment of this card, we do grieve. And in grieving a bit each day our hearts return to wholeness. We find small joys.
The days pass into weeks and months. They do. And we stay the course, without you.
In love, your friend, V