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“You’re lucky I love you,” she said as she lay back again in the canoe. Don’t I know it. I’m the luckiest bastard around.
Because it was the only relationship that allowed me to spend all my time with you because my boyfriend didn’t live here. Because it’s always been you.”
Trauma is the ultimate thief. It may have robbed your past, but only you can let it rob your future.”
You aren’t your father. He robbed you of your childhood. Don’t give him your future too. Go be all the things that you want to be.”
Tragedy had a way of reminding you how precious life was. Reminding you about what mattered most. About what was most important. Love and family were everything.
