Who doesn’t enjoy a morning drove to the hospital.

I’m a little scared but I know you will be okay for now.

Mother, keep fighting.

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How nice—to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive.
Slaughterhouse Five - Kurt Vonnegut
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“These are the things of my dreams.”

“We have not even begun to see the disaster we made for ourselves. You are all the things I can’t stand.”

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“This is me,” She said.

“Words could never hurt so much,” was my reply. I was unsure if this would be the last time I would ever see her again.  Either way, I was content.  I had two choices, walk away or stay and fight.  The one thing she will never understand, I had already lost.  She loved him and somehow I had made peace with that.

I wonder now, if she could have given me one last chance, where would we be? That is the curse of never trying, you never know.

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