He'd do what he always did, find the sweet among the bitter.
All good things come to an end. All bad things go on forever.
After a lifetime of nods, frowns and stoic smiles, they were both fluent in emotional shorthand.
He'd learned long ago: perfection isn't what families are all about.
I try not to live in the past...but...sometimes the past lives in me
But choosing to lovingly care for her was like steering a plane into a mountain as gently as possible. The crash is imminent; it's how you spend your time on the way down that counts.