And all of these things, well, I truly believe them. Our paths and our futures are hidden in mists that are stretching out over impossible distances, totally obscured.
And I really do think that there’s probably more good than anger or selfishness, sickness, or sadness would ever completely allow us to have in this life, I think I’m sure.
But that doesn’t mean it’s bad.
We were walking towards our dad, while getting out of that school bus, and he just said “I love you,” and he reached out to us.