Wendy. Periodically.

It has been a year.

It has been a year of mourning.

I don’t let the sadness grip me like someone choking me my neck.

At least, not every moment.

I am moving forward. Time and conviction will not stop.

The only way out is to love, love, love each other.

And remembering, if we try hard enough, that we can live together.

Imperfectly, but we can. ~ Wendy

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