“They talked to a survivor and you know what he said?” She pauses, waiting for me to shake my head, breath bated. “As soon as he jumped, he changed his mind.” I blink at her owlishly. The weight of that sinking through my bones and flesh and digging into my heart. “That,” she says, “is an irreversible outcome. Divorce may or may not be. Broken relationships may or may not be. You may never repair those completely, but you’re still here to try. Do you recognize what an amazing gift that is? To still be here to try?”
