"Change happens one funeral at a time." At the time we were talking politics. However, in the years since I heard her say that I've come to appreciate this truth.
Shit can turn on a dime.
I long for the chance to show C what is under the armor. I long for the chance to explore what C and I could create together...but that life is dead.
I'll keep working on changing the things I can and accepting the things I can't. You can hurt me but you cannot break me. Only the rigid shatter. As always, I keep my heart soft towards you. Not simply because I love you, but because I love myself enough to know this is best for me.