Last night, I finally watched the “San Junipero” episode of “Black Mirror” with my fiancée. I’ll admit, I was in a flood of tears for the final 15 minutes — the “Heaven is a Place on Earth” montage providing a beautifully rare moment of optimism in showing a story of how love transcends the physical.
I saw this firsthand when my Grandma, who had been the pillar of care for my Grandad for years, passed away. He followed her only weeks later. It was as if, without her physical presence, the narrative of his life had reached its natural conclusion.
