I realized how these last three days had been healing to my soul. When I originally came up with the idea to do this trip, it was because I wanted to do something that she’d remember forever no matter what. Something that would make her happy. Plus, and most importantly, so that anytime she picked up that favorite book of hers, or used one of the custom bookmarks, she’d think of me, us, and this trip. I was honest when I told her that I wasn’t doing this to change her mind. Something deep within me didn’t want to change it. No matter how much this shit devastated me.
