Everything has to fall apart before it can come together... right? And I still believe that everything happens for a reason.
I received some terrible news today, although I had seen it coming for the last couple of years. I just can't seem to embrace it, and it's killing me. I want to understand more than I should, look past everything and look for the faults. But I can't, and guilt can't help but overcome me. Even though none of this can possibly be my fault.
And I want to write about it. Write it all down, and vent all my emotions. But I can't, because it's far too personal and must not be read by others, especially those of you who aren't close to me at all.
I just have to say my mom is the most amazing person out there, in this world. She's so strong and confident when she has reasons not to be. I love her more than anything else I could possibly imagine.
