FROM HIS SILENT WIFE TO HIS GREATEST REGRET
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she’d collected, and James and I stood in the kitchen with our arms around each other and didn’t say anything for a long time because sometimes peace doesn’t need words, it just needs presence, and we had that, we had so much of that it overflowed.
Later that night I opened my sketchbook and wrote three words at the top of a new page, not “Freedom” this time, not “Home,” just “After After,” because that’s where we are now, after the survival, after the healing, after the fear, living in the part of the story where the good things happen and keep happening and you stop waiting for them to end.
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