“I’m scared to let things go,” I confessed. “What if everything falls apart and I can’t make anything good come from the broken pieces?” A moment of silence. “You have to have faith, Lolly. It takes faith and courage to let things fall apart, not knowing what will happen after you do. But you are strong. You can do this. There is more for you, my girl. More life and love and good things, maybe babies if you want them.” She chuckled. “This is not the end for you,” she said simply. “There are good things ahead. Trust me. I’m your mother. I know this is true.”
