The Keeper of Lost Things

by Ruth Hogan

“In this world, Daisy, we are tiny. We can’t always win and we can’t always be happy. But the one thing that we can always do is try.

He was her North, her South, her East, her West, Her working week and Sunday vest, She was his moon and stars and favorite song, They thought that love would last forever: they weren’t wrong.

“Nothing wrong doesn’t make him ‘Mr. Right.’”

Don’t keep punishing yourself for things you did then, but don’t use them as an excuse either. You have a chance now to make a really good life. Grab it by the balls and get on with it.”