There Is No Prosthetic for an Amputated Spirit

You can fit a man for a new leg. Machinists can carve titanium into the shape of what he lost, and in six months he’ll walk into a room and no one will know the difference. There are specialists for this. Protocols. Insurance codes. An entire industry built around the quiet miracle of replacing what the body loses.But what do you fit a woman for when grief takes the part of her that used to laugh…