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Retirement Wasn't A Reward At The End Of A Well-run Career ... It Was A Void Surrounded By Endless Dull Hours, Haunted By Memories Of Work.

You Can’t Go Back. Can’t Fix What Broke. But You Can Go Forward. And Every Step Matters. Every One Makes A Difference.” She Pushed Away From The Desk, Cupped His Face In Her Hands. “from Where I’m Standing, You’re The Best Step I Ever Took.

When Somebody Walks Out, It Leaves A Hole In You. Some People Fill It Up, The Good And The Bad, And Get On That Way. Some People Leave It Open, Maybe Long Enough To Heal, Maybe Too Long, Picking At It Now And Then So It Doesn't Heal All The Way.

Up To This Point Your Life Has Pretty Much Sucked. You’re Not Responsible For That. But You Are Responsible For What Happens From Here On.

The Outward Appearance Would Never Indicate They Were Brothers. (...) But She Could See That At The Moment They Were As United As Triplets In The Womb.