“What if I’m never okay again?”
“You will be, Liz.”
“But what if I’m not, Hugh?” she choked out, crawling onto my lap. “What happens then?”
“Then that’ll be okay, too.” Sitting up, I wrapped her up in my arms and whispered, “Because no matter how happy or sad you feel, I’ll be right here with you.”
I’ll never be happy again.
— May 28, 2025 08:39AM
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