“What is a soul?” Asked Izzy.
“Some people believe the soul is a part of you that you can’t see or touch. Some people say that your soul is released when you die.”
“I bet Dada’s soul has lots of different hearts.”
I needed to hear that. In my many dark moments of remembering John dying or dead, I hold on to hope he didn’t take the ugliness of cancer with him. I hope he took the love we all had for him, with him.