“If I’d known one day I’d lose your father I wouldn’t have changed anything.” My heart lurched, and I tipped my head down to see her, our eyes meeting. The sincerity in her gaze made me ache. “Even though it caused so much pain?” “He was worth it,” she said simply, giving my elbow another squeeze. “Good things are worth hurting for. He may be gone now, but his memory lives on. In each of you kids and the families and lives you build.”
