“He’s got your energy,” Peter teased. “I don’t know how you keep up with him.”
“Oh, I’ve had practice,” Margaret said with a wink. She caught my eye and gave me a warm smile.
In that moment, I realized something had changed. The weight of the past was no longer holding us down. We’d faced it together, and our family was stronger for it.
Sometimes, healing isn’t about forgetting. It’s about learning to let go. Source: amomama
