On my wedding day, I walked in with a black eye. My fiancé stood beside me… and when he looked at my mother, he smiled. Then he said, “She needed to learn.” The room burst into laughter. And that’s when I did something no one expected.
“You don’t have to go back to that,” Aunt Linda reassured her. “But it’s okay to take small steps. Healing isn’t a straight line. There will be days when you feel stronger, and there will be days when you feel like you’re starting over. And that’s okay.”
The three of them walked in comfortable silence for a while, the city continue reading …
