Everything in life is temporary, because everything changes. That’s why it takes great courage to love, knowing it might end anytime but having the faith it will last forever.

I come in here and I sit in silence and hear the echoes of who we used to be, and so I wish for patience, and grace, and the strength to just let him be happy. Mostly, I pray for the strength to not make his life worse because of what I want. That’s the toughest part - letting go of my happiness for his, you know? That’s the part of grace that just really sucks.