I would miss my husband. The way he smells, the way his breathing sounds when I listen to him early in the morning when I can't sleep. His beauty and the honour of being married to him. And I would miss my son growing into a fine young man. And Amy, my beautiful beautiful chihuahua. I would miss the joy she gives me every single day without fail.
I am so glad I didn't succeed.
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Crying isn't a sign of weakness. It's a sign of having tried too hard to be strong for too long.
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