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Happiness is a butterfly that lands and then just as quickly flies away.
“Remember what we taught you to do when you get to the end of your rope?” “Make a knot and hang on,” Ayers says.
It’s the best gift she can bestow on this child: a mother who is happy and capable and whole.
“Damaged,” Irene says. “Not destroyed.” Like me, she thinks. This island—and this man—have taught Irene some things about resilience, about patience, and, most of all, about hope. Bad things can happen, terrible things. You can lose the people you love the most; you can lose homes, cars, antiques, hand-knotted silk rugs that cost five figures; you can discover that the very life you’re living is a terrific lie. And despite this, despite all this, the sun will continue to rise. Tomorrow morning, over the bruised and broken body of St. John USVI, the sun will rise again.
