I don’t know what’s worse..
To grow up in a broken family. No father protecting you or no mother comforting you. Scheduled visit to here and there just to spend time with one of them.
Or..
To grow up in a complete happy family. Then suddenly see it all fall apart. 22 years of marriage gone.
Either way, I don’t wish any of this to happen on anyone. EVER.
How close is the ending, well nobody knows
The future’s a mystery and anything goes
Love is confusing and life is hard
You fight to survive ’cause you made it this far— This Isn’t The End | Owl City
when words blend 
Hey sorry for the late comment. If this post is somewhat based on your personal experience… I can’t say much… But I hope that you’ll be able to pull through this and stay hopeful and courageous, always. 🙂
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You are very thoughtful. Thanks, Vic! I’m doing good. I hope you, too 🙂
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