Midnight at the Blackbird Café

by Heather Webber

I was completely unprepared for the sadness that poured over me like it had been dumped from a bucket held over my head, soaking me to my bones.

“I’ve decided regret is like cancer. It eats you from the inside out, just the same. I have to accept the fact that I can’t change the past. I can’t. No one can. What’s done is done, and I’m truly sorry for it.”

a person you love is never truly gone—they’re always there, whether it’s in a memory … or a dream.” Or in a heart.

For where your roots are, your heart is.