“You can spend your life regretting what you’ve lost. Or you can thank the Lord for what He’s given. We could have been alone. Each of us. We could have struggled and fought and starved and likely died or landed in prison. But instead . . . we have a family. A blamed good one, if you ask me. One I love every bit as much as I did the one I was born into.” More. More, because they’d chosen each other.
