I get knocked down, the sorrow overwelms me at times, but I will get through this... this is my promise to myself.
Nice. There really isn't another option afterall.
Looking back to the good days is a nice way to remind us that there are more coming.
I am still amazed at the wisdom my daughters have. On the one hand I would have preferred to avoid some of the lessons that gave them this insight (nothing to do with H), but I'm grateful they are able to see beyond the surface of things.
